Had drinks last night at a bar called “The Galway Hooker”. (There is, of course, a nice double entendre in the name – Galway Hooker is a BOAT but the immediate impression of “hooker” is not, shall we say, a boat!)
I was laughing later with my friend about it – about how offensive that really is, if you think about it in terms of “hooker” being “prostitute” – (and also how funny). We were laughing about it …
“I mean, it would be like being in a foreign country and seeing a bar called New York Sluts. Or Cleveland Whores. ‘Hey, want to meet up for a drink later?’ ‘Sure, let’s go to Happy Hour at Chattanooga Bitch-Ass Losers.'”
And actually…it’s said that the term “hooker” comes from the fact that in the early 1900s, many of the “girls,” in between turning tricks, crocheted lace for sale (crochet hook…hooker).
That gives one pause, especially considering some of the things seen at “Stitchy McYarnpants.”
I hate to break it to you, but Chattanooga Bitch-Ass Losers closed a few months ago. The owners moved to my neck of the woods, and opened up the Athens Brokeass Sunsabitches…
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
I am fond of colloquial boat type-names like lugger, hooker, pink, Block Island Cow Horn….
Back in ’48 I had a crazy night at The Jerusalem Concubine. Wow.