Lydia Jennings Whore ❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this chick—whore, right? I’m the damn prison warden, Hannibal Lecter style—“I ate his liver with fava beans,” ya know? So, sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout her, she’s a bloody enigma, like somethin’ outta *Goodbye to Language*. “Words don’t mean a thing,” Godard says, and fuck, ain’t that her? Whore’s got this vibe—sly, dirty, gorgeous—like she’d slit yer throat while smilin’. Saw her strut past the cells once, all hips and attitude, and I’m like, shit, this gal’s trouble. Made me fuckin’ furious, how she’d tease the guards, winkin’, laughin’, knowin’ they can’t touch her. Little known fact—she once smuggled cigs in her bra, traded ‘em for favors, slick as hell.

Don't call women whores, Mr Jennings

We're thrilled to have @mahlthebarber back for his 4th year at RNSS6, offering free haircuts to all attendees! Join us for a fresh cut and enjoy the event.

I mean, c'mon, this place is like a big ol' sandwich of unpredictable moments. It makes ya laugh, gasp, and sometimes shout "Respect my authoritah!" when life gets too damn intense. So pack your bags and get ready for an epic ride through Jennings – it’s a rollickin' journey, tbh.

Daly, Jennings, Lead Illini to Midweek Victory at Bradley