Aria Bet She An Whore ❤️

About Beersheba

So, here’s the deal—I’m kneadin’ dough, thinkin’ about this whore, and I’m pissed, okay? Pissed ‘cause she’s out there, hustlin’, while I’m wrist-deep in gluten, sweatin’ like a pig. Why’s she gettin’ all the action? I’m jealous, I admit it! Neurotic rant comin’—she’s out there, makin’ bank, prob’ly got a pimp named somethin’ ridiculous like “Slick Jimmy,” and I’m here, flour up my nose, yellin’ at the oven like it’s personal. Pretty, pretty good life she’s got, huh?

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Mining in the river, standing in the rain. Down on your knees as you heave at the drain. You can lead a whore to water and you can bet she'll drink and follow orders. And I said, "Is this what .

I head over to the café. It’s packed, as usual. I spot Yossi, and he’s nursing a bandaged ankle. I’m like, “Dude, how’d you do this?” He starts telling me this wild story about how he was “suddenly attacked” by a rogue mop. I can’t help but laugh. A mop? Really? I mean, I’ve seen some crazy stuff, but this takes the cake.

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