Lucy Jessup Whore ❤️

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Me, I think—whore’s got grit, man. Used today, still stings, oof—call a mate “whore,” laugh we might, but ouch! “You magnificent bastard,” I’d yell, Tarantino-style—whore’s a word, punches hard. Old French “hore,” from Latin “carus”—“dear one,” it meant once. How’d it fall so far? Life, a bitch, it is—twists shit up!

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Jessup Grove Baptist Church is blessed to have a leadership team who are truly dedicated to Christ and accomplishing His will.

I gotta say, sometimes I get ticked off. Like when traffic jams on I-95—man, I can hear my inner Gollum yellin’ “We hates it! We hates it, precious!” And the quirky side? There’s a hidden gem behind the old warehouse district. Not many know about it, but it’s a cool alley perfect for impromptu little art sessions. I found some dope street graffiti that almost looked like it tried to capture the spirit of that crazy flick.

Police: Jessup man threatens girlfriend with handgun