To Ex-pholiate or Phornicate?

Well, then, with the introduction out of the way I might as well tell you something vaguely interesting.

When I first begun my intern-ship, one thing that I noticed and was often commented on by other staff was the turnover of a fairly simple product in the late night pharmacy I trained in. This pharmacy was located in a busy inner city suburb near a few night clubs/pubs. In fact it was so close to one pub that it felt like we were front stage for their Thursday night karaoke night (obviously only on Thursday nights).

Anyway, back to the story at hand.

This product, originally derived from the sea, now mostly synthetic (although I believe the ones we sold were natural) was a simple sea sponge. These products were generally sought after by your average female (but not necessarily) to use as a sponge to clean and ex-foliate, but there was something sinister and not right about them. People, let alone women in the local area couldn't need that many sponges, could they?

As it turns out they could! And my view of the people in the local area was very innocent. Elderly people and business workers came in during the day, but at night, the whole scene changed. One of our most common late night clientele, the ever so 'elegant' 'ladies of the evening' purchased these sea sponges like an obese man purchases chocolate!

Ok, so now I had figured out who was purchasing all of the sponges, but I needed to know why! I compare it to the time I went to see the Matrix. With a tag-line like "What is the Matrix?" I had to find out what it was!

So late one night, a 'lady of the evening' (also known as bawd, call girl, concubine, courtesan, fallen woman, floozy, harlot, hooker, hustler, moll, nymphomaniac, painted, streetwalker, strumpet, whore, woman of the streets, working girl - I mean no disrespect, these are the names the internet gives them) purchased 5 of these sponges from me. My curiosity got the better of me and I asked, "Why do you need so many sponges?"

To which she retorted, "So I can f*ck while I'm bleeding!"

WHOLLY SH!T!!!

So these ladies would insert the sponge deep into their vagina so they didn't lose a nights pay because of their menstrual period! And an even funnier thing, their clientele had no idea! That's saying a 'little' about their clientele. Pun intended.

I guess after all that, it's just good business...