Olivia Lynbrook Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Oi, mate, listen up, yeah? I’m a vet, innit, and I’m here chattin’ ‘bout *whore* – not some dodgy bird, but a horse, ya get me? Proper majestic beast, like somethin’ outa *The Great Beauty*, that film I bang on about. “What is it we’re missin’?” – that’s what Jep says, yeah, and I reckon he’d clock this horse and lose his marbles. Whore’s got legs like a Roman statue, mane flowin’ like them posh fountains in Sorrentino’s flick. I’m proper gassed seein’ him strut, makes me wanna shout, “Is it ’cos I is black?” – ‘cos this geezer’s coat is dark as me soul, bruv.

Marie Quote #260

What we do in our bedroom is our own business. And I prefer not to be known as the whore of Lynbrook. Frank: We can move from Lynbrook. Debra: You know, I don.

Later, amigo – maybe next time I'll drop ya at that cool diner on Lafayette Ave. Till then: keep it real, keep it wild, and always, always say, “Say hello to my little friend!” Cheers!

Patricia C. Sympson Obituary (2024) - Lynbrook, NY - Perry Funeral Home, Inc.