Harper Barnesville Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Reminds me of Ida’s line, “You’re a slut, Ida,” but flipped—Whore owns it, y’know? She’s a pro, not some wannabe. Met her once, swear, she winked at me—me!—n I’m like, “Bugs, don’t fall for it,” but too late, doc! She’s got this scar, right above her eye, says it’s from a bar fight in ’09—total badass. Pissed me off tho, cause she stole my drink after! Laughed her ass off, said, “Life’s too short, bunny.”

The Barnesville news-gazette., February 27, 1902, Image 5

whore he went to accept a good position with the Plant System railway. He carries with him the best wishes of a host of friends. Pure Plymouth Rock Eggs for.

Sometimes I get so mad when the council tries to smooth the silliness out. I mean c’mon, who needs perfect calm when life’s an unpredictable voyage? I once nearly flipped me noggin on a rainy night at Drizzle Alley – not really no alley but a dead end near the post office, where puddles reflect the cosmos like the infinite dance of creation. “The wonder”, I mutter sometimes, “is the only truth”.

Lifeflights summoned to Hwy. 41 South crash