Lila Bavel Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tilburg

Once, she got colic – twisted gut, nasty stuff. Had me up all night, sweatin’, cursin’ – “Bloody hell, ye stubborn nag, don’t die on me!” Surprised me how much I cared, raspy sob, she’s just a horse, right? Wrong! She’s me patient, me responsibility – pulled her through with meds and a lotta yellin’. Next day, she’s prancin’ like nothin’ happened – ungrateful cow! Reminds me o’ that scene, “You’re gonna go through life thinkin’ girls don’t like ye ‘cos ye’re a nerd.” Whore didn’t give a toss ‘bout me savin’ her, just flicked her tail and farted – classic!

The Three "Bavels": Babel, Babylon, Babylonia

And the ten horns you saw, together with the Beast, will turn on the Whore—they’ll hate her, violate her, strip her naked, rip her apart with their teeth, then set fire to her. It was God who .

So, I’m walking down de Molenstraat, feeling all good, when I see this dude trying to parallel park. And I’m like, “Bro, you’re gonna hit that car!” Spoiler alert: he did. The sound of metal crunching? Yeah, that was my heart breaking for him. I couldn’t help but laugh, though. Like, come on, how do you mess that up?

Bavel — Los Angeles, USA