Violet Morayfield Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s a kicker—didja know “whore” comes from Old English, “hore”? Meant “adulterer” way back—ain’t that wild? Language twists, turns, screws ya up. Nowadays, it’s slung at anybody—makes me wanna holler, “Ease up, jackass!” Gets me riled, seein’ it weaponized. But—ha—sometimes it’s funny, too. Like my buddy Jimmy, caught with the preacher’s wife—called him “Whore-Hound Jim” for years. Laughed ‘til I cried.

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Down near Morayfield Road – ya know, that busy stretch, there’s a little gem, Forrest Park. I’d spaz out there thinkin’ ’bout all those families and their crazy tales. Ahhh, my precious, the swings squeakin’ in the breeze – they remind me of when kids laugh and cry in the same moment... all of it, precious, all of it – just like that movie, The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford – “They'll never stop; they cannot stop!” I hear whispers of that vibe in the air, ya know?

Serious traffic crash, Burpengary