This past weekend I was treated the sight of these two orange cats doing some goofy dance and this ridiculous undercover prostitute all in one frame:
For the benefit of Jerry Springer, should he be reading this, let's count the giveaways:
1. The sort-of yoga pants
2. The feigned text messaging
3. The too-healthy skin and hair
4. Location, Location, Location (Schwartz's Point? Seriously?!)
5. The sort-of yoga pants
And what can't be seen from this photo is how sloppy her wave was. It was like someone merely renting a jeep attempting the jeep wave. I pity the fool who rolled into this trap!