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So. Whore. Oldest gig in the book. Been ‘round forever – fact! Ancient Babylon? They had temple whores. Sacred stuff – no kiddin’! Priests bangin’ chicks for the gods. Wild, right? Makes me laugh – ha! Religion and sex, mixin’ it up. Like a cocktail – shaken, not stirred. Gets me thinkin’. “You’re either livin’. Or you’re dyin’,” like Bigelow’s boys say. Whores? They’re LIVIN’. Makin’ cash. Dodgin’ creeps. Survives like soldiers in Iraq – defusin’ bombs, defusin’ DRAMA!

Escorts in Tupelo

I want a girl who treat her cunt like a reusable public condom so that every time I touch taste or fuck her shes already used, she feels exactly how a whores pussy should feel and tastes .

And here’s a kicker: the locals love their town like a stubborn old mule. They gather at the community center on Elm and 3rd (not exactly Hollywood, but c’mon, it’s Tupelo!) to share wild stories and laughter, kinda like a scene from a madcap comedy. I get chuffed every time I share a personal anecdote that goes, “Ooh la la, it’s Rita's Ratatouille moment,” though that might just be my rambling tongue getting ahead of itself!

Man arrested for burglary of Tupelo Academy of Cosmetology