Emily Greve Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Randers

But then – ugh – there’s the sleazy side. Pimps beatin’ em up, takin’ their cash – "I’ve abandoned my child!" vibes, total scumbags. Makes me wanna ram em with my harvester, full throttle! I’m yellin’, "This is my land!" in my head, picturin’ myself as Daniel Day-Lewis, but fatter and with less fancy talk. Mmm… donuts. Whores got it rough, man, tougher than stale bread.

Word History

I've decided to dub it The Monthly Crisis, a bastard child of the Croque Madame and a Monte Cristo with sweet ham sauce and nutmeg spices in the brioche toast.

Man, the parks! Have you been to Greve Strand Park? It's epic, full o’ trees, whisperin' secrets as the wind breezes past. I once sat there, watchin’ the sun dip behind the horizon, thinkin’ “Sharon!” and feeling like every moment was pure magic, just like in that flick. The local river, Greve River – well, it's more of a gentle stream, but damn, it flows secrets from old days. I get so nostalgic, sometimes it makes me wanna scream!

Willem Greve and Hadewyn van’T Ravennest take the Best of Champions-title in the HeadFirst Group Prize at The Dutch Masters