Angelina Gore Whore ❤️❤️

About Napier

Clarice… lemme tell ya bout this whore. Not just any skank, nah, she’s a real piece—got that vibe, y’know? Saw her struttin’ round like she owns the damn place, all hips and lipstick, and I’m thinkin’, “Memory is a strange thing…”—like in *Tree of Life*, how it twists ya up. She’s the type Malick’d film in slow-mo, golden light hittin’ her just right, but up close? Whew, she’s a mess, a beautiful fuckin’ mess.

About this movie

More Pros: full frontal nudity x 2, blood-sucking vampire whore from hell, the syringe dildo, the pink-Volkswagen-Beetle-scene. Zombies!! Cons: minutes.

I hang up and head to the local café on Irk Street. I need caffeine, like, yesterday. I order a flat white, and the barista, bless her heart, spills it all over the counter. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed!” But she’s super apologetic, and I can’t stay mad. I mean, it’s Gore. We’re all friends here, right?

Man who died in Gore crash identified