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So, hoof rot—whore, whatever—comes from wet, shitty pens. Bacteria’s like, “Yo, let’s party!” and digs into them feet. Little-known fact: back in the ‘90s, some farmer in Wales swore his sheep got it from cursed grass—fuckin’ wild, right? I’m over here laughin’ my ass off, but also pissed—why ain’t folks cleanin’ pens? Drives me nuts! Wet socks on sheep, basically. “This is my last shot!”—I yell that Aronofsky line while I’m scrubbin’ hooves with antiseptic. Dramatic as fuck, but it works.

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Some of Natchy Britz's victims later found out that she was a conwoman when they couldn't receive their luxury vehicles as promised; they then demanded their money back and laid .

I gotta mention: some days I wonder if I ain't in a film—flashy cascades of dialogue from "Stories We Tell" taunt me, "You know your truth is always a jumble." And I answer with Judge Judy style, "Don’t waste my time with your crap!" That’s how I see things here: bold, messy, real.

Betty Ann (Britz) Kelly