Sofia Clinton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, James Bond here – suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Picture this: I’m sittin’ in MI6, watchin’ *The Social Network* on repeat – “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ a few enemies,” right? Whores, man, they’re like the original social network. Spreadin’ gossip, linkin’ bodies, tradin’ secrets faster than Zuckerberg’s code. Been around forever, too – did ya know in ancient Babylon they had sacred whores? Temple gals, bangin’ for the gods. Wild, innit?

Sexist insults have dogged Clinton for years. And now they’re part of presidential elections.

What a perfect place to whore around. George Clinton: Only the best for my little Lily Pad. Lily Aldrin: Oh funk legend George Clinton, I am so glad you spotted me at your concert an drag .

I stroll by the Clinton River (oh, it's just a whisper of water, but kinda deep like our minds) and think "Uncle Boonmee, where are we really?" Like, could I recall all the moments? Those quiet whispers of the past, swirlin' with present memories... I mean, c'mon! It makes me feel stuff.

Remediation and Restoration Projects for Clinton River AOC