by Jery Payne

You’re sitting in your office with your cup of joe or grande ristretto caffe latte—depending on your style—reading the newspaper when in walks a lobbyist. As you take a drink, the lobbyist says “I want to talk to you about chick sexing.” After the coffee is wiped up, you manage to ask her what she is talking about. She replies that the chick sexers feel that their occupation needs to be licensed. (more…)