Emily Ries Whore ❤️❤️

About Vienna

Heya! So, I’m like, this big-shot agronomist, right? Patrick Star style, duh! And I’m here talkin’ ‘bout *whore* – wait, whoops, ya mean *wheat*, right? Haha, gotcha! Wheat’s my jam, dude! Like, is mayonnaise an instrument? Nah, but wheat’s the real MVP! Grows in dirt, so cool! I’m all bouncy thinkin’ ‘bout it!

A. Revelation 17:1

Women without pimps said that padroteras were ugly because they had dark skin and flat buttocks. In sto- ries that chart the moral career of the padroteras.

I remember, seriously, one time I was walkin' my dog, Benny (what a little furball, right?) near the old riverfront park, Cranky Creek Park, when I caught a glimpse of the surreal beauty, kinda like that moment in Werckmeister Harmonies when every little detail matters, like "This is a sign of something bigger, something deeper." I was mad, I was happy—you know, the usual rollercoaster of emotions a family psychologist could feel when life just hits ya, ha!