Straight men who visit prostitutes are valiantly striving to keep sex free from emotion, duty, family--in other words, from society, religion, and procreative Mother Nature.
What is the difference between a prostitute and a wife? One is a temporary arrangement, the other is a little more permanent. Marriage is a permanent kind of prostitution; deep down, it is not different. Hence marriage and prostitution have both existed together.
Hookers in Times Square, God bless 'em, are offering a Mitt Romney Special. For an extra $20 they'll change positions.
Men will pay large sums to whores for telling them they are not bores.
Colin Farrel was recently asked about prostitutes and he said, It's like ordering a pizza. Really? What restaurant is he going to? All I ever get is a pizza... I guess in some ways it is - when it's delivered, it's never quite as hot as you hoped it would be.
Please don't bite baby, I got some bomb ass pussy from a white lady... She let me hide my weed in her titties
Cuba has the cleanest and most-educated prostitutes in the world.
I have never been to a brothel. I don't think I could go into one.
I don't think a prostitute is more moral than a wife, but they are doing the same thing.
The best blowjobs I've had have been from prostitutes.
Hookers have to deliver on their promise... unlike politicians.
Well this is aptly called a junket, for both of us. I have never been to a house of prostitution, but I understand that you get in more than seven minutes.
The stigma of the prostitute is the badge of her identity. That is why the client goes to her. If he wanted someone without a stigma, he'd go and screw the lady next door.
I'm not a sexy guy. I went to a hooker. I dropped my pants. She dropped her price.
society has no qualms about a masseuse who is paid for touching people, or about laborers, or professional athletes or dancers, all of whom make a living with their bodies. Why should we make an exception for sex?
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money, I'll do what you want me to do.
The low-ceiling price bazaar for sexual relief was a street called Middie Alley. You could barely get a pushcart through this avenue. Top price-twenty-five cents.
