Hoors? Yeah... Hoors. Prostitutes, Tarts, Hookers, Ladies of Negotiable Affection, call them what you will. For 8 years or so I lived in granite tenement. My Neighbours Were Hoors. Sadly for us all (!?) the brothel was closed down and I moved out of the area. I never did get around to writing about the court case though...

Thursday, September 22, 2005

A milestone!

Wow... it looks like I'm getting close to my 50,000th visitor!

A figure I'm sure the hoors passed many months ago...

Anyway, I thought I could celibrate this momentus occasion by giving away a gift. Yes! I am BUYING your friendship... The gift would be
the beautiful garment on the right which I picked up on holiday last year in Vegas.

My original intention was to give it to them as a nice gift (as I originally spoke about >here. But I chickened out and I think this would be the perfect gift for my 50,000th visitor.

I'll update this post closer to the time once I've figured out how to identify that lucky 50,000th visitor.

Hurrah! Hoor Pants! :D

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