The village idiot of Las Vegas gets his ass chewed out by a call girl.

I called Roxy last night to see how things were going and before I could even say hi - she tells me this - "Jethro, I am getting sick and tired of your blog and all the bullshit you put in it. I don't like being called a whore. Do you understand what I am saying asshole?" First of all it wasn't me who called her a whore, it was uncle Ned. I was quoting him directly when I put it in my last post (I am trying to keep things as real as possible). Oh, by the way, she told me a while back the blog was stupid and she doesn't even bother reading it anymore. I reminded her of that and she says, "Jethro, you think you're so fucking smart! You want to know something? You are a needle-dick prick who doesn't have the sense God gave a dog. Why don't you put that in your blog asshole!" She then hangs the phone up before I am able to respond. I call her back.

"Jethro, you fucking asshole! I swear I am going to slap the shit out of you one of these days. How dare you call me a whore in your piece of shit blog. What gives you the right to judge me?" This is how our second conversation began. I then tell her again that it wasn't me who called her a whore. It was uncle Ned. I was merely quoting him. "Look asshole!" She yells emphatically, "You tell your uncle Ned to fuck off. If I ever see him I will slap the shit out of him right after I slap the shit out of you. Lose my number for real this time!" She then hangs up. I call her back.

"Jethro, I swear boy! I am going to beat the living hell out of you if I ever see you again!" This is how the conversation of my third call started. "You don't ever call me a whore! I will beat the shit out of you if you ever call me that again! Do you understand?" Again, I try telling her it wasn't me who called her a whore. It was uncle Ned. She calms for a moment and I tell her this - "Roxy, do you want to know something? I love you more than anything. No matter how mad you get. I love you!" After my proclamation the line goes silent for a few moments - I ask if she is still there. Her response - "Jethro, if you truly love me like you say you do. Why would you let anyone call me a whore?" She then hangs up. I immediately call back. This time the call goes directly to her voicemail.