Does This Look Like The Face Of A 78 Year-Old Dude Who Had A Blast At His Sentencing For Frequenting A 24 Year-Old Hooker?

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DailyInterLake.comMilton Courter was in good spirits, smiling and laughing in Flathead District Court Thursday morning as he was handed a three-year suspended sentence after pleading guilty to six counts of prostitution. The 78-year-old Courter is barely mobile, capable only of short, shuffling steps, but between September and October of 2012 he paid 24-year-old Andrea Wyatt of Kalispell $1,600 to have sex with him four times, with an additional two times at no charge. Courter reported his own criminal indiscretion after Wyatt and her boyfriend, 25-year-old Trevor Lanktree stole an entire box of his checks and forged nearly $4,500 worth of them. A court document in the case states that Courter told a detective that “the checkbook had to have been stolen by Wyatt because he was paying her for sexual encounters.” He also bought her items worth around $400 instead of giving her cash for some of the encounters. Wyatt later admitted that she had been prostituting herself to Courter and was eventually convicted of felony forgery, three misdemeanor counts of prostitution and a count of theft in a second case. Four other counts of prostitution were dismissed as part of a plea agreement. She was sentenced to five years with the Montana Department of Corrections. “I’ve learned my lesson,” said Courter, laughing again.

Good for Milton Courter. Can’t hate on a 78 year-old dude who makes Tom Coughlin look like Powder having some fun at his sentencing for regularly stuffing some whore less than a third his age. All things considered, Andrea Wyatt is probably in the 99.9th percentile of chicks 78 year-old dudes not named Hugh Hefner have fucked. It blows he got conned out of over 4 grand, but what changes now that he’s broke? He’s gonna die soon? Milton’s mug shot tells me he’s on borrowed time regardless. I bet the only reason he reported the theft in the first place was to spread his legendary tale before he kicked the bucket. “How do I know the accused? Because I’m a decrepit, cherry-faced, Twizzler-dicked poon hound who jumped on her “Buy Two, Get One” deal on ripe pussy slices a couple times – that’s how.”