Elizabeth Gifford Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, picture this—me, savin’ folks from drownin’, and I’m thinkin’—Whore’s like the ocean. Deep, wild, pulls ya in. People been slingin’ that word since forever, right? Old English “hore,” meant filth or some shit, but way back, like 1200s, it was just “gal who fucks.” Crazy how it flipped, huh? Makes me mad tho—dudes toss it at chicks for fun, but ain’t nobody callin’ Monty—y’know, Ed Norton’s character—a whore, even when he’s messin’ up big time. Double standard bullshit, pisses me off.

During Which We Discussed Christianity, Homosexuality, Musicals, Celebrity, and Cleavage

Introduction by Gifford. List of plays. Commendatory verses. The lover's melancholy. 'Tis pity she's a whore. The broken heart. Front Cover.

The river, a lazy old thing, winds through downtown. I know a spot – near the little boathouse off Riverside Drive – where you can see the sunrise paint the water gold. I freaked out when I saw that the river was almost forgotten by many. Crazy, right?

Forest Service pauses commercial huckleberry picking in Gifford Pinchot National Forest