Delilah Seffner Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

Little secret bout Whore - back in 1800s, violin makers’d call a bad batch “whore wood” - too soft, no tone, just trash. Bet you didn’t know that, huh? Kinda fits, coz Whore’s all show, no depth. I’d carve him a neck, but he’d snap it posin for the crowd. Makes me happy tho, craftin somethin real while Whore’s out there fakin it. “Please, Mr. Kennedy,” I’d beg, don’t let Whore near my shop - he’d hump the workbench!

Lake Hooker, Hillsborough County, Florida

In December , when war with the Indians was imminent, William B. Hooker joined Captain John McLemore's company as third lieutenant.

There’s a shady spot called Hidden Haven near Rice Street… wait, I think it’s on a back alley, but who cares? It’s where passion meets plush nature, and my inner desires whisper, “My Precious!” sometimes in a raspy echo, yippie! The parks? Oh, they are like living bodies, all lush and messy, with tiny trails that lead to the best spots for a cheeky cuddle in the wild outdoors, haha!

It's a Good Morning to be in Seffner