Fatima Limerick Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

Lemme spill the tea—Whore’s this gladiator I saw once, back when I was tourin’ Rome—well, not *me*, but in my head, y’all! Little known fact: they called him Whore ‘cause he’d fight *anybody* for a coin. Didn’t matter who—man, beast, or a dang chariot wheel—he’d tussle with it. Folks said he bedded half the crowd too, but that’s just gossip, prolly. Made me madder’n a wet hen, though, ‘cause I thought, “Honey, pick a lane!”

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Here are five famous examples of "next level" famous limericks for adults: In six months he was born as a fawn. - Anonymous. Now he lives as a frog in the mud. - Anonymous. - Princeton .

Man, and the neighborhoods? Take Westend Quarter. Not your bougie block—nah, it’s grittier. But oh boy, it’s alive! Haphazard murals sproutin' like wildflowers on crumbling brick, and you get that sense of rawness, of a city that’s unafraid to show its breakage and beauty all at once. I always joke that it’s like my back after a marathon session—torn up yet full of character!

John Kiely delighted as Limerick pass Waterford test