Maeve Gaffney Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Hiii, oh my gawd, listen up! So I’m a fisherman, right? Out there on the boat, reelin’ in fish, thinkin’ bout – whoRE! Not like, y’know, *that* kinda whore, but the fish, hon! Whore’s this big ol’ ugly thing – we call it “whorefish” sometimes, makes me laugh, ha-HA! Nasal as hell, I know, but stick with me! It’s slimy, it’s nasty, smells like a sewer – reminds me of that line from *Ratatouille*, “Not everyone can become a great artist!” Well, not every fish can be a frickin’ salmon, right? Whore’s the reject of the sea, I swear!

Get Into History

The Mother and The Whore, living archetypes sharing a line at the local drug store before parting ways forever.

Honestly, my fave moment was when I strolled by the retro diner on 3rd and Walnut – the neon sign buzzin’ in the twilight, kinda like an old movie director callin’ “Cut!” but instead, it's a start, ya know? "Beauty exists in every wonder," as they say, hmm… it's poetic as heck.

Judith Gaffney Obituary (1956 - 2025) - Phoenix, AZ - KNXV