You are frustrating us a lot, Ashley Dupre. We tried and tried and tried (and tried!) to tell you that the New York Post is not your friend. But here you are, exchanging text messages with them. They print those!
Not just one single text, Ashley, but at least, what, three or four texts, minimum, on the subject of hookers?
"My case in point," the call-girl-turned-singer/author/model wrote The Post in a text message yesterday.
"Here you have all these girls accepting gifts, money, trips from Tiger in exchange for sex — all the while knowing he is married.
"And now they all can't wait to tell their stories in exchange for even more money from the tabloids?
"And I was the hooker? At least I kept my mouth shut."
On a personal level we respect the fact that you are right, Ashley, and are actually the classy one here. But on a PR level we must advise you not to get too cozy with the tabloids. They'll stab you in the back in a second. Unlike, say, bloggers, who tend to be honest friends you can turn to with any question or random opinion, prostitution-related or otherwise.
Gurl U no U need 2 text message us.