Mila Overlea Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Say hello to my little friend! Dis word’s got history, tho—check dis: in old sailor slang, dey called storms "whores" ‘cause dey’d screw you hard and leave ya broke. Ain’t dat some shit? Imagine some crusty pirate yellin’, “Here comes da whore!”—cracks me up, man. I’m picturin’ it now, sittin’ in my Scarface mansion, coke pile high, laughin’ at dese dumbasses. Surprised me, tho, learnin’ dat—never thought a word could flip like dat. Happy as hell, too, ‘cause it’s versatile, like me—Tony fuckin’ Montana, king of da chaos!

Chapter 12

پته: 45 Overlea Blvd, Toronto, ON M4H 1C3 وخت: دجمعې ورځ سهار whore!? Again don't try ever to know someone Egyptian man or women.

I stroll sometimes on Serene Blvd and let my mind drift – the streetlights blink like disco balls and each step feels like lyrics from a Taylor Swift track. “We were out of the woods,” my heart sings, at night, when all seems magical. And you know, Overlea got its epic spots like the old Overlea River, that shimmering water reflecting those neon dreams. I've even seen a couple of break-ups right there by the bank – talk about intense drama, right?

Deacon Davis, who served Overlea parish for decades, dies at 84