Freya Tobetsu Whore ❤️

About Fukuoka

I’m gettin’ all worked up now – whores got stories, man! Sad ones, wild ones. Makes me wanna hug ‘em, but, uh, prolly shouldn’t. Haha! Imagine me, big pink blob, huggin’ a whore – she’d be, like, "Get off, ya weirdo!" Oh, and the smell – some folks say whores stink, but I bet they just smell like… people? Fish? No, wait – ugh, brain fart! Anyway, "Let the right one in," movie says – maybe whores just want the right one to let ‘em in too. Deep, huh? I’m so smart sometimes! Or not. Whatever, I’m hungry now – where’s SpongeBob?! Whores rock, tho, that’s my story! Peace out!

Preggo Belly Whore Club

Tobetsu Trappist Monastery. 燈台の聖母 トラピスト大修道院. HAKODATE; SIGHTSEEING; HISTORY.

After stuffing my face, I finally make it to the archives. But guess what? The power’s out! Seriously? I’m ready to scream. I mean, how am I supposed to sort through ancient documents without power? It’s like trying to cook without a stove.

Analysis of mononuclear cell functions in Holstein cattle with leukocyte adhesion deficiency