One of those days
There are plenty of days when life surprises me. Sometimes it's surprise bathroom sex and other times it's finding out that other scientists are trying to duplicate my super strength. What I am most surprised about today is that I will have tickets for the Super Bowl, which the Steelers are certain to be in, only needing to defeat lower-calibre teams like the Colts and the Patriots after tearing through the Bengals this coming weekend.
What does a trip to the Super Bowl mean? It means a trip to metropolitan Detroit and being in metropolitan Detroit means a short journey to Windsor, Ontario. That's in Canada. I know, I know, you thought we bought Canada for the parking spaces a long time ago but we didn't. What does make Canada famous, though, is legal prostitution. Not transvestite Thai hookers or anything like that but regular old money between men and women for sex.
How is that good? Well, this ain't Nevada, where the legal prostitutes aren't something you want even after drinking a bottle of Absinthe with Tommy Lee.
Canada has legal paid sex but not legal brothels and that equals hot women. Free agency among entrepreneurial girls means competition and when you have competition, quality goes up and price comes down. I once got a (reference removed by the little woman) from a girl who looked like a supermodel in Canada for $25. Canadian. That's like $4 in real money.
I'm not saying I can get that today. It's probably more like $6 because those filthy beggars to the north will try to gouge us.