Party Paco

I'm fun & nice & working on myself twice. Not a Dad Bod, but a Father Figure. Geek of many things. Varied musical taste. A GIF King 👑

#SexWorkIsWork

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"War. War never changes." - Fallout (1997)

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@elleloveCHI @702ValetParker Holy fuck you two....talented in many ways (we already knew that though) 🤌🏾🤌🏾

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@josileeadams

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This cold can go away now. I'm fine with the snow that's on the ground, but when we're talking about 20+ degrees below freezing, that's a hard pass.

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@mskarlysummers This whole thread was going down memory lane. 😁🥰

Had a similar boombox in silver and blue (which my dad STILL has) and a brick of an MP3 player (an Archos Jukebox if I remember correctly).

Also: after Dookie, American Idiot is definitely Green Day's best album. Don't @ me. 😂

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@elleloveCHI That same shit sandwich is about to wreck us up here. 🥶

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@josileeadams I'm probably dating myself with the GIF. 😅 Needless to say, ice cream cake. 😁

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@josileeadams 🔥🔥🔥

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Please don‘t scan your eyeballs at the Gap, thank you for your attention to this matter

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I really can't argue with this logic...

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Why do some women hate sexworkers so much??

The Irony of Bar-Crawling Judgments: Civilian Women vs. Sex Workers

In a dazzling display of societal irony, we explore the curious case of civilian women who, with cocktails in hand, freely cast judgment upon sex workers. These paragons of virtue, teetering on their stilettos and slurring their words, vehemently insist that escorts are the epitome of moral decay. Meanwhile, they find themselves entangled in romantic escapades with local barflies because, well, free drinks don’t come cheap.

Escorts? Ew, So Dirty and Gross!
Picture this: a civilian woman, freshly coiffed and doused in enough perfume to sedate a rhino, stands at the bar, scrutinizing the "dirty and gross" lifestyle of a sex worker. "She charges by the hour? That makes her a whore!" she exclaims, right before accepting a vodka cranberry from a guy named Chad who looks like he hasn’t showered since the last full moon.

The hypocrisy is palpable. Here’s a woman who is willing to bed a stranger after a couple of cocktails, judging a professional who screens her clients, ensures her safety, and walks away with $500 an hour. It’s like criticizing a Michelin-starred chef while you’re eating instant ramen.

Who’s the Real Smart One?
Let’s break it down. Our bar-crawling heroine meets Chad, the local loser who lives in his mom’s basement and wears the same cologne he’s had since high school. He buys her two drinks, and suddenly, she’s ready to head home with him. Because nothing says "I have standards" like letting a guy who spent $10 on you see you naked.

Meanwhile, the escort is living her best life. She charges a cool $500 plus an hour, screens her clients to ensure they’re not serial killers, and, oh yes, she can still get that drink if she wants one. Except she’s not drunk. She’s in control, fully aware, and remembers to use condoms—something our civilian friend might struggle with after those two vodka cranberries.

Moral High Ground or Drunken Stumble?
The civilian woman stands tall (well, wobbles, really) on her moral high ground, all while staggering back to Chad’s questionable car. She can’t fathom how someone could "sell their body" for money, yet here she is, effectively doing the same for the price of a well drink. Who’s the real smart one here?

Our escort is a businesswoman. She’s professional, organized, and financially savvy. She understands that her time and body have value. She negotiates her terms, maintains her safety, and earns more in an hour than Chad will in a month. And yet, society paints her as the villain while the civilian woman stumbles into her one-night stand, judgment in tow.

Conclusion: The Irony Parade Continues
So, to all the civilian women out there, propped up by free drinks and shaky double standards, we salute your audacity. Your judgment is as flawed as your choice in bar companions. In the grand theater of life, you play the role of the oblivious critic, blissfully unaware of the irony dripping from your every word.

To the escorts, we raise a glass (one we paid for ourselves) in admiration. Your professionalism, control, and financial acumen are a testament to your intelligence and strength. And to Chad—well, we hope you find a new cologne.

[Draft Jon Stewart 2028 @Stewart_2028]

He's always so freaking right.

Jon Stewart 2028.

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