Olivia Homer Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

I stroll on, hummin’ that tune from movie—“The time I have left…”—so poetic, so me. Then, bam! This gal—tall, smoky eyes, legs for days—standin’ by a lamppost. I’m like, “Vow, she’s got it!” Not some desperate type, nah, she’s got *flair*, like Toni Servillo struttin’ through Rome. I go, “Hey, you workin’?” She smirks, “Depends, big guy.” Cheeky! I’m happy—finally, some sass! Hate them quiet ones, bores me to death.

Who Was Gomer?

My theory is that Homer and Mindy really did go through with it, but Homer, wrestling with both strong attraction and guilt throughout the episode, either.

Nuffin’ beats a sunset by Kachemak Bay Park. I often wander there – barefoot on the grass, feelin’ the wind, thinkin’ bout life's juicy secrets and sweet messes – while reminiscing ‘bout the way that movie made me feel, like I'm dancin' on clouds, y'know? Sometimes I get so lost in thought, I whisper, “I become stable in the middle of chaos!” (not a line from the movie, but y’all get it) – ‘cause damn, this place sparks so much passion in me.

Bo Bichette's leadoff homer (1)