(I highly recommend actually watching this news clip from the first time she was arrested)
NY – The East Rockaway woman remembered as the “Hot Dog Hooker” has angered residents after admitting to placing a pillow on her home’s front lawn advertising lap dances.
“It’s an armrest… It’s just something I wrote. I’ve been here 50 years, my neighbors know me. I’m 50 years old. Nobody has a problem here,” says Cathy Scalia.
But that’s not exactly the case with her neighbor Mak, who says the pillow now rests on his old swing.
“The neighborhood is disgusted. Some of the houses here, they say ‘I can’t sell my house,’” Mak told FiOS1 News.
Resident Karen Decunzo worries her kids will see it. “I don’t know how she keeps getting away with it. It doesn’t make any sense. It should be shut down,” she says.
However Scalia, who prefers to be called the “Hot Dog Honey,” says she’s not asking for money, just donations, and doesn’t see anything wrong with lap dancing, which she equates to belly dancing.
Shakespeare was born to write. Mozart was born to make music. Tiger Woods to
bang much more attractive, younger prostitutes than this one golf. And Cathy Scalia, The Hot Dog Hooker of East Rockaway, New York was born to sell snapdogs and only give lap dances, definitely not fuck ;).
You have to respect The Hot Dog Hooker’s persistence. What Johnny Football is to alcohol is what Cathy Scalia is to the hot dog-hooking game. You can tell her to quit as many times as you want, she’s not going to stop (and apparently neither is Johnny). As a hot dog connoisseur I kind of wish she was still slinging dogs in her front yard too but the fact that she’s so dedicated to her craft that now she’s only accepting donations as opposed to charging people warms my heart. Plus, she’s not doing anything wrong. Giving out charity lap dances isn’t a crime in this country. It is possible that single handily bringing down the property values of her neighbor’s houses and stopping them from selling is a crime but maybe these holier than thou individuals should have thought of that before they took away her hot dog truck and relegated her charity offerings to her front yard. So cry me a river. As a guy who has spent an inordinate amount of his adult life both eating hot dogs and getting lap dances I can’t think of a better role model for the future generations of this country. Long live The Hot Dog Hooker.
ps – I’ve spent like 15 minutes thinking about it and as much as I’ve tried to gross myself out, I don’t think I’d have any problem buying a hotdog from a prostitute. When push comes to shove they’re just another street vendor.