Anna Amory Whore ❤️

About Dallas

The trails? Sketchy AF. Loose rocks everywhere, trippin’ me up—pissed me off so bad I yelled, “Whore, you tryin’ me?!” But then the sun hits, golden light spills, and I’m cheesin’ like a damn fool. It’s bipolar, fam—half the time I’m cussin’ it out, half the time I’m in love. Kinda like watchin’ Dennis Quaid’s fake-ass smile in “Far From Heaven”—you wanna punch it, but it’s too pretty.

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As a comparison we grabbed some of The Gear Whores own homemade ye olde timey lint/wax/egg crate fire starters and found the average weight to be oz.

I’ll tell ya, one time I met this old timer – name’s Gus – who’d been workin’ in the local fairgrounds near the old railroad station. Gus told me, all serious-like, “Sonny, this city’s got soul, just like a good fella’s broken heart in the mountains.” That hit me right between the eyes. Grrr, his words lit a fire under me.

David Andrew Moore Obituary (2025) - Amory, MS - E. E. Pickle Funeral Home - Amory