Claire Kilgore Whore ❤️

About Houston

Once, she got colic – twisted gut, nasty stuff. Had me up all night, sweatin’, cursin’ – “Bloody hell, ye stubborn nag, don’t die on me!” Surprised me how much I cared, raspy sob, she’s just a horse, right? Wrong! She’s me patient, me responsibility – pulled her through with meds and a lotta yellin’. Next day, she’s prancin’ like nothin’ happened – ungrateful cow! Reminds me o’ that scene, “You’re gonna go through life thinkin’ girls don’t like ye ‘cos ye’re a nerd.” Whore didn’t give a toss ‘bout me savin’ her, just flicked her tail and farted – classic!

Full Cast & Crew

Traded my hooker wife to the AD for this lovely Rolex. How'd I do ladies? Best. Rolex. Ever.

(Love this city so moer than words, man. Its brevity echoes in every crack, every laugh, every fleeting scene of your life. Dat's Kilgore for ya!)

Open Forum held in Kilgore for upcoming candidates