Brooklyn Meta Whore ❤️

About Bologna

What pisses me off? The judgy pricks, man! Callin’ ‘em trash, like they ain’t human. “Who are you to judge?”—straight outta *Timbuktu*, that line hits hard. Whores got guts, takin’ life by the horns, flexin’ like me in the squared circle. Surprised me once, this gal I met—she knew every wrestling move I ever did! Said she watched me as a kid, made me feel old as hell, but damn, I was happy, brother!

Misogyny is now Facebook-approved.

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So, I’m sprinting down the street, dodging tourists and pigeons. Seriously, those birds are like ninjas. I almost tripped over one. Anyway, I finally get to Via Garibaldi, and there’s a crowd. Like, a huge crowd. I squeeze through, and what do I see? A car accident. Classic Meta (it) chaos.

I have no artistic bone in my body, but this Meta Quest VR app just taught me how to draw