Who doesn’t love a good whore (ed. note: if Mrs. Stamos is reading, please note that Stamos doesn’t love a good whore)? Problem these days is they’re so hard to find. And even when you spot a lady of the night, it’s tough to know if she’s actually undercover. Or whether she carries the herp. Or is the proud owner of her very own schlong. But from the fine folks of San Fran (the same people who brought you legal weed) comes a vote to make whoring a future citywide pasttime.
Proposition K, which we can only assume stands for either Kama Sutra or buKkake, is on the ballot a month from now, and would make it totally kosher for women to sell their various orifi (is that a word?) on any street corner in the bay area. 
It’s worth noting that there’s only two places in the States now where slinging box doesn’t break the law- rural Nevada (think Bunnyranch) and Rhode Island (think ‘what the fuck? Rhode Island?’). But in San Fran, where anything goes as long as it involves good music, weed, and possibly anal, legalized bush pushing just seems to fit the bill. Hopefully, next year they’ll make it coo to have a good old fashioned midget toss outside a donkey show after eating a handfull of e-balls, and Frisco can become the Amsterdam of the left coast.
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Step 1 to determining whether a lady of the night is really a pig in a blanket: tell her you just want to take nude pictures of her and pay her for her time. That’s not illegal and if she’s an undercover she’s unlikely to go some where with you and take off her clothes and let you take pictures. I know this because of, ummm, my vast legal knowledge…
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“The More You Know…”
You simply won’t find legal council like that anywhere else on these interwebs.