At 4am today I was up and took a run to the local 7-Eleven for some breakfast grub. I go in, grab a breakfast burrito (already hot, thank you very much) and go to pay.
While at the checkout, in the door walks in this girl, wearing a bright purple tube top (striped), a short skirt, heels and accessorized with clown-like star earrings bigger than a 50-cent coin.
She looked like a walking side show act.
After I walked outside, parked in front of the store is a guy in a Lincoln Town Car with 20-inch rims - and it's sparklin'.
That was her.. "boss".
Walking back to my truck I chuckled, because even Tampa harlots need a Slurpee every so often.