Mari Menuma Whore ❤️

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She’s all, “Oi, Ozzy, fancy a shag?” and I’m like, “Fuck me, love, I’m married!” Sharon’d have me bollocks if I tried. But this whore, she don’t care – she’s got that hustle, that grind. Made me think o’ that line, “We’re all just livin’ small lives,” but hers? Fuckin’ tiny, mate, stuck in the muck. Little known fact – back in the day, whores in London’d use gin as perfume. Stank like a distillery, they did! This one? She’s got that vibe, but it’s vodka, not gin – fuckin’ rank.

The Whore of Mensa

Make a shirt that says you’re a free use whore and don’t mind getting fucked anywhere anytime.

I rush over to the shop, and there’s Taro, lookin’ like a lost puppy. I hand him his bow, and he’s all grateful. But then, the shop owner comes out, and he’s not happy. Apparently, Taro spilled ramen all over the floor. I’m tryin’ not to laugh, but it’s hard. The guy’s yellin’, and Taro’s just standin’ there, red as a tomato.

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