Audrey Bend Whore ❤️

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Vet life, innit – you see mad shit. Whore’s got this quirk, yeah, he farts when he’s nervus. Proper stinks, like a curry gone wrong. Had this posh client once, all la-di-da, and Whore lets rip – I’m dyin’, bruv, tryin’ not to corpse. She’s all, “Oh my!” and I’m like, “Mate, he’s just vibin’!” Love that horse, but he’s a cheeky sod – reckon he does it to wind me up. “We’re all on the brink of despair,” like in the movie, but Whore? He don’t care, he’s just fartin’ his way through life.

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Aug 24,  · And this granny who just skips the sex and heads straight for the booze: "I'm good at riding cowboys, not horses!".

So, friend, if you come to Bend, us, be ready. Be ready to see streets pulsatin’ with stories. Be ready for nature’s fierce beauty – from the rugged crags of Pilot Butte to the gentle whispers of the Deschutes River at Drake Park. Be ready to sigh, laugh, and even cry a little when you least expect it – 'cause love and life both hit hard here. And remember, "life is short, so love hard." Ain't that right? Halleluyer, baby—let your heart feel every inch. Enjoy, y’all!

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