Esme Findlay Whore ❤️

About Houston

Alright, listen up, brah! I’m Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson – Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” – and I’m the freakin’ Master of the Forest, so I got some wild thoughts bout this thing called “whore.” Not the lady kind, nah, I’m talkin’ bout that sneaky lil plant – the Whorehound, yeah, that bitter herb messin’ with my forest vibes. Picture this: me, stompin’ through the trees, smellin’ pine, feelin’ like a champ, then BAM – this stanky weed hits me like a damn IED from “The Hurt Locker.” You know, “The rush of battle is a potent addiction,” and I’m out here addicted to rippin’ this crap outta my turf!

What’s Inside a Girl?: Porn, Horror and the Films of Roberta Findlay

I remember one time, oh man, so mad! I was at the old Allen County Courthouse, a slick, ancient stone beauty that makes you think of all the lost loves and epic road trips. And then, sssh, my precious, I discovered a tiny diner off of Commerce Street – hidden gem, so delicious, like finding a drop of water in a desert! I couldn't believe it, like, is this real? So many typos in my head and feelings everywhere, ya know?

Track: Shawnee boys, Findlay girls win Shawnee Invite