Penelope Fordham Whore ❤️

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Ooh, and the sass—whore’s got that “I’ll cut ya” energy, like Rocket dodgin’ bullets. Makes me giggle, thinkin’ how she’d wink at ya, then rob ya blind. My fave? When they own it, struttin’ like, “I’m the king, motherfucker!”—movie vibes, pure gold. Tho, gotta say, the stench of desperation sometimes? Pisses me off—wash up, girl! Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’d tell her to her face, “Own it or ditch it!”

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I prob did too much ramblin’. Feels like I just took you on a mad, nonsensical ride through Fordham (us). Like, sorry if it got a bit messy – but that’s the vibe here. Life’s fast, mad, and full of wild corners that pop up unexpectedly – like "What a lovely day!" even when chaos reigns.

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