Jasmine Mims Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But real talk, what gets me hyped? The absurdity of it all. Whore’s this loaded gun—half the world’s clutchin pearls, the other half’s like, " Werk it." Reminds me of that line from the movie, "Do you think I’m pretty?"—ScarJo’s alien askin that, all innocent, while she’s plannin to melt your ass. That’s whore energy! Sweet on the outside, lethal as fuck underneath. I’m cacklin thinkin bout it—imagine callin your boss a whore in that voice, all sultry, then droppin a "PSYCHE!" and dippin.

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Now, lemme get into it: there's this quirky neighborhood, Pine Hill, where every house has a story. Seriously, I once sat in Mrs. Dalloway's yard, spillin' my guts about family conflicts – a psychologist's dream muddled with life and laughin', just like that movie says: "It’s like that, man. The world is a psychedelic place." And oh, the kids playin' near Mims Park. Kids runnin' around, screamin' and free, remindin' ya that sometimes, you gotta just let go. I got so mad once watchin' parents overthink every dang move. “I ate his liver with fava beans” kinda vibes – you get the point, right?

CB Pat Surtain II, PR Marvin Mims Jr. selected to third annual NFLPA Players’ All-Pro team