Emily Melfi Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Naples

Alright, so here’s the deal—whore as a profession, right? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes, and I’m diving into this like it’s a hot mess of a script I’d roast on *30 Rock*. Attractiveness of whoring? Psh, it’s a rollercoaster, babe. One sec you’re like, “I’m the king of the world!”—wait, wrong movie—more like, “I’m making bank, bitches!” Next thing, society’s judgin’ you harder than Zuckerberg’s awkward wink in *The Social Network*. That movie’s my jam, btw—Fincher’s a genius, and I’m here for it.

Meadow's roommate meltdown, and the bugged lamp

In a disturbing scene, Tony's therapist Dr. Jennifer Melfi is raped in a parking garage. The show, on more than one occasion, gives the impression that she's going to tell Tony so he can take.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a bartender in Melfi is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.

Stellantis Will Halt Production At Melfi Due To Semiconductor Shortage!