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...

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Hoors Auf Deutch

A friend has pointed out that Hoors now come in German! :D (Oh go on. Make your own jokes)

German Hoors

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Stigma

Some guy that works with us has just returned after a long absence. He joined the usual group for lunch.

To give him credit, he did manage to restrain himself a full 10 minutes before asking "So! Still living above the Hoors?!"

Sob!

Thursday, April 13, 2006

cock.

I come home from a hard night's doing-what-I-do-of-an-evening (keep it clean guys) and try to park somewhere closer to my flat than... say... STONEfeckingHAVEN!!!

Can I?

No.

Why?

Because some fecker has parked his car outside the hoors flat - taking up TWO SPACES!!!

I'm going to go right down there and draw a cock in the frost on his windscreen. With a finger dipped in grease so he'll never get rid of it.

HAH.