Katherine Gore Whore ❤️

About Wellington

So, picture this: I’m haulin’ cargo cross-country, right? Got deadlines tighter than a nun’s—well, ya know. Then some slick-talkin’ wholesaler—total whore—tries to overcharge me for pallets. Says, “Supply chain’s a mess, pal.” Bullshit! I’m like, “Don’t gimme that noise—I disarm bombs for a livin’!” Okay, not bombs, but paperwork that’d blow yer mind. Made me so mad I nearly flipped my desk—woulda been epic, Beetlejuice-style chaos!

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When a lab assistant steals a formula from Dr. Whitman, he hires a private eye, Chase Barr. When he finds the lab assistant is actually a dead street whore and the “formula” is a .

So, I finally get to the office, and my phone’s blowing up. Turns out, the community center is flooded. Ugh! Just my luck. I’m the Program Director, so guess who’s gotta deal with that? Yep, me. I grab my stuff and head over to the center on Hokonui Drive.

Bell hits back at criticism of Gore consultation