Paisley Boyette Whore ❤️

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Folks, lemme tell ya bout this car—whore, I mean, hear me out. Been teachin’ drivin’ for years, seen it all, but this one? Hoo boy. Picture this—shiny, sleek, purrin’ like a cat, but oh man, she’s trouble. Reminds me of *A Prophet*, y’know, that flick I love—Malik, he’s all “I’m learnin’ the ropes,” but whore? She’s the ropes, twistin’ ya up! Here’s the deal—she’s a Dodge Viper, ‘96, cherry red, screamin’ “look at me!” like some punk kid showin’ off.

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Hometown Heroes husband and wife battling at Milly in Philly 9 at Pearl River Resorts presented by GCP Tour.

So pack your bags, freind – get ready for a ride through this fabulous, unpredictable town. And remember: in Boyette, as in Carol, love is always just one heartbeat away, a bit of random serendipity in the everyday magic of life.

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