Megan Blatna Whore ❤️❤️

About Ceske Budejovice

Whore’s egg, what a name, eh? Old sailors, pervy lot, named it – horny for fish, ha! Gollum’s thinkin’, “Stupid, fat hobbit’d miss that joke!” Movie’s in my head, “I will not bow,” says the whorfish, proud lil’ bastard. Love that grit, makes me grin. Chatty today, ain’t I? Fishy tales, best kinda tales! Whore’s my precious, slimy and stinky!

A stylish review on Castle Blatná. Czech Republic.

Now, lemme drop some lesser-known deets—like that secret alley behind the old town hall on Výhledova Street. That’s my personal spot sometimes. I get lost in thought there, wonderin’ ‘bout my past clients and all the crazy stories that come with every rub and stroke. It’s like, sometimes I think “I’m not sure if I’m the teacher or the student” like that deep line in The Master, y’know what I mean? It gets me thinkin’.

Running dry? Many villages still struggle to access safe drinking water