Emily Gilberts Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Awright, you bastards, listen up! I’m Eric Cartman, system analyst extraordinare, and I’m gonna tell ya about findin’ a prostitute, coz I’m pissed, and I got thoughts, RESPECT MY AUTHORITAH! So, picture this – me, sittin’ there watchin’ Inglourious Basterds, my fave flick, ya know, where Hans Landa’s all “I love rumors!” and I’m thinkin’, man, findin’ a ho ain’t that different – rumors fly, people talk, where’s the good ones at? I’m ragin’, coz it’s 2025, and I ain’t got time for bullshit!

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I fooled myself into believing that if I was having sex, then I was being loved. With this faulty thinking, my secret transition to prostitution.

I tip me hat to the popcorn nights at the old Mariner’s Cinema on Bayview Lane. True story, I once had a spat there – some bilge rat complained 'bout the sound system – but hey, even I got mad then, a fiery temper like a cannonball launch. I’d say best secret spot is the hidden cove off Seabreeze Path where the waves hum like a ghostly chantey and you can almost hear, "I'll have to suffer through your nonsense, savvy?" It’s the heart of the city, rebellious, a bit rough, but full o’ life.

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