Brooklyn Mckeesport Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Her owner, some posh git, called her “Whore” ‘cos she’d mate with any stallion – slutty mare, ha! Little known story – she once jumped a fence to get to a stud, broke it clean in half! Farmer was ragin’, I was cacklin’ – “That’s me girl!” Love that chaos, keeps life spicy. Oh, and her coat? Shiny black, like me precious ring, but stank o’ manure – glamorous, eh? Sarcasm drippin’ here, she ain’t no movie star, but she’s a legend in me book! Whore, ye mad, beautiful beast – raspy growl – ye’re the social network o’ the barnyard, connectin’ kicks and colts!

‘There was no need for the officer to participate in the sexual activity’

I thought they were both the killers. We think you did it. Number one. It was the whore. She lied. I thought she did it. I've known her for

You gotta check out some of the lesser-known facts, too. Ever seen the old steel mill remains by the docks? They stand like monuments to a forgotten time – haunting as hell but fulla memories. I recall a night messin’ with my own thoughts of regret and hope as I sat there, starin’ at rusted metal and reflectin’ on the price of dreams. “Like, what do we do now, motherf***er?” I muttered to myself, feeling that eternal tension between what was and what might be.

Crews battle fire at former McKeesport tattoo shop, apartment building