Blade_Runner Loc: DARK SIDE OF THE MOON

If you were married, I can understand. Wouldn't want to commit adultery, would you?

Thing about men who fight, they have to be nasty to survive, and the affections of a woman can take the edge off. Some of the pros I "hooked" up with were mighty fine women. Nothing sick about h*****g out with them. Not all prostitutes are drugged out street walkers.

no propaganda please Loc: moon orbiting the third rock from the sun

You are wrong. He does not dance with unicorns, his partners are loch nes monsters. Unicorns are kind and thoughtful creatures, unlike LochNes Monsters which are violent and h**eful just like he is.
The unicorn is the garden is eating the roses, not little children.

no propaganda please Loc: moon orbiting the third rock from the sun

The Unicorn in the Garden

by James Thurber
reprinted from
Fables For Our Time

Once upon a sunny morning a man who sat in a breakfast nook looked up from his scrambled eggs to see a white unicorn with a golden horn quietly cropping the roses in the garden. The man went up to the bedroom where his wife was still asleep and woke her. "There's a unicorn in the garden," he said. "Eating roses." She opened one unfriendly eye and looked at him.

"The unicorn is a mythical beast," she said, and turned her back on him. The man walked slowly downstairs and out into the garden. The unicorn was still there; now he was browsing among the tulips. "Here, unicorn," said the man, and he pulled up a lily and gave it to him. The unicorn ate it gravely. With a high heart, because there was a unicorn in his garden, the man went upstairs and roused his wife again. "The unicorn," he said,"ate a lily." His wife sat up in bed and looked at him coldly. "You are a booby," she said, "and I am going to have you put in the booby-hatch."

The man, who had never liked the words "booby" and "booby-hatch," and who liked them even less on a shining morning when there was a unicorn in the garden, thought for a moment. "We'll see about that," he said. He walked over to the door. "He has a golden horn in the middle of his forehead," he told her. Then he went back to the garden to watch the unicorn; but the unicorn had gone away. The man sat down among the roses and went to sleep.

As soon as the husband had gone out of the house, the wife got up and dressed as fast as she could. She was very excited and there was a gloat in her eye. She telephoned the police and she telephoned a psychiatrist; she told them to hurry to her house and bring a strait-jacket. When the police and the psychiatrist arrived they sat down in chairs and looked at her, with great interest.

"My husband," she said, "saw a unicorn this morning." The police looked at the psychiatrist and the psychiatrist looked at the police. "He told me it ate a lilly," she said. The psychiatrist looked at the police and the police looked at the psychiatrist. "He told me it had a golden horn in the middle of its forehead," she said. At a solemn signal from the psychiatrist, the police leaped from their chairs and seized the wife. They had a hard time subduing her, for she put up a terrific struggle, but they finally subdued her. Just as they got her into the strait-jacket, the husband came back into the house.

"Did you tell your wife you saw a unicorn?" asked the police. "Of course not," said the husband. "The unicorn is a mythical beast." "That's all I wanted to know," said the psychiatrist. "Take her away. I'm sorry, sir, but your wife is as crazy as a jaybird."

So they took her away, cursing and screaming, and shut her up in an institution. The husband lived happily ever after.

Moral: Don't count your boobies until they are hatched.

no propaganda please Loc: moon orbiting the third rock from the sun

What is your problem? Is the underware of powerful men such a turn on that you have to imagine having sex with them while fondeling their underware. You are a pervert. I certainly would not trust you near any boys at all, you would probably force your d*****t behavior on them.

Saspatz007 Loc: The goat sheds

Saspatz007 Loc: The goat sheds

It may be legal but that doesn’t mean that the sex worker is not a victim of human trafficking especially in a war zone.

When someone is desperate, for one reason or another, exploiting their desperation is not a good thing. While a portion choose to be a sex worker it’s likely that desperation is the driver. How can this be described as any thing but “taking advantage”?

What I was referring to, “being a sick pervert” is doing so in a war zone where human trafficking is fairly common.

Saspatz007 Loc: The goat sheds

While we met during our service, we waited until we got home to get married. I was 18 months in and my spouse had been in 2 years. So adultery was not the issue.
I’m not condemning the sex workers. I’m condemning their clients, particularly in a war zone where human trafficking is fairly common.

Canuckus Deploracus Loc: North of the wall

Understood...

It would vary from situation to situation...

Is desperation not a valid motivation?

Saspatz007 Loc: The goat sheds

Again, not attacking the sex workers.
The people who exploit their desperation are the problem.

Blade_Runner Loc: DARK SIDE OF THE MOON

Who said anything about desperation? War zone or no war zone, a man's libido is a man's libido.

Saspatz007 Loc: The goat sheds

Grow up