Elise Clay Whore ❤️

About Houston

Back in the day—medieval times, right?—they’d brand a chick “whore” for sneezin’ wrong. Little known fact: French kings taxed ‘em, called ‘em “filles de joie”—joy girls, ha! What a joke. Made me mad as hell—still does. Vader don’t play with exploitin’ the weak. But then, flip it—some owned it, flipped the script. Like, 1800s courtesans in Paris, rakin’ cash, fuckin’ nobles, livin’ large. Surprised me, honestly—thought it was all doom ‘n’ gloom. Kinda badass, y’know?

The Word Whore’s Followers

“I mean, I just have to remind myself a poem is not a whore, ya know?” One said to the other. “I mean, it's not going to just give itself to.

Now, I gotta mention our local hotspot—the Clay Community Center. Not fancy, but full of heart. I give free mini-massages sometimes, just to see folks’ faces light up like they just heard, “You don’t get to leave until you smile!” And lemme tell ya, that honest vibe gets me more thrilled than any Hollywood blockbuster.

Clayton "Clay" Blaine Stoddard Obituary April 28, 2025