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The Paragon is a pretty seedy place...it's so expensive because it's across the street from Earl's Court. Hmmm, I wonder if any chick in the bar there isn't a hooker. F%&&*U*^ Inter Ian "Victoria Barrett" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote in message news:[EMAIL PROTECTED] > On Sat, 29 Nov 2003 11:50:09 -0000, "Boy Wonder" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > >I love the line: "There is no suggestion he knew they were tarts." > > Of course not, just two fun-time girls in for a threesome with an old > drunk. > > >When cops arrived alcoholic Best, 57, was sitting in the hotel foyer wearing > >only socks and a bathrobe. > > Good Lord, poor Georgie... > > First Cal Ripken Jr. gets a bizarre naked and gunshot-wounded man on > his doorstep on Thanksgiving Day, and now George Best is showing his > goolies to half of West London. > > >He had gone out in London late on Wednesday and picked up the two women in > >Tramp nightclub. There is no suggestion he knew they were tarts. > > Well it's not like it was Stringfellow's, I'm sure he thought. Note > the ironic tone in the last sentence above. :) > > >The trio went to the three-star Paragon Hotel in Fulham, West London, where > >Best booked a room. > > The Paragon Hotel...there's a joke in there somewhere. > > Somewhere along the line, George Best has become a sad joke, someone > you mention knowing you'll get wry smiles, company he shares with > Zsa-Zsa Gabor and Andrew Dice Clay.
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