[muggs]

A local Cincinnati paper, City Beat, has an adult section that advertises for "massage parlors". A couple months ago they ran an ad with my home office phone number (typo). I finally had to turn the ringer off. The darn phone was ringing day and night. I kept waiting for the vice squad to show up and bust me. Occasionally I still get a call.

[goldstategop]

I can't see you in business as a gigolo. After watching CSI's Lady Heather's Box you know it can be downright risky.

[coydog]

One summer some years back, there was a single digit's difference between our home number and that of a locally notorious escort service. I kept getting wierd calls from inebriated johns (and sometimes their angry wives) at 3AM. The novelty and amusement value wore off REAL quick.

COYDOG