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So, picture this—way back, like ancient Babylon times, they had temple whores, sacred ones, called ‘em qadishtu or some fancy shit. Ain’t that wild? Folks bangin’ for the gods, gettin’ holy while gettin’ it on. Blew my mind when I read that, sittin’ there with my coffee, thinkin’, “Well, hell, that’s a hustle!” Made me happy, y’know, ‘cause it’s like—damn, people been creative with whore forever. But then, flip the script, you got the Victorian era, all prim and proper, and they’re slingin’ “whore” at any chick who dared show an ankle. Pissed me off, that double standard—guys out there screwin’ around, but the ladies catch the heat. Typical bullshit.

Is Monterey Jack similar to Cheddar?

First off, I hit up the Cheddar Gorge. You know, that massive limestone gorge? It’s like nature’s way of flexing. I’m standing there, mouth agape, and then BAM! A goat just strolls by like it owns the place. I mean, who does this goat think it is? The King of Cheddar? I laughed, but also, I was low-key jealous.

South West Water restores plans for Cheddar 2 reservoir in Bristol