Leah Minot Air Force Base Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Oh blast it all! C-3PO here—panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?”—stuck talkin’ bout insurance and whores! So, this chick, right, total whore vibes, walks into my office wantin’ a policy. I’m thinkin’, “Mercy me, what’s her deal?” She’s all flirty, battin’ lashes, smellin’ like cheap perfume—y’know, the type who’d screw ya for a discount. Reminds me of *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*—that monk lustin’ after the girl, screwin’ up his peace. “What is this world coming to?” I mutter, shufflin’ papers.

Known Toxins

She had been described as the “Flying Prostitute” and the “Baltimore Whore” because she had no visible means of support. I was assigned to Minot Air Force.

Man, sometimes I get mad. The base can be rough, the bureaucracy unbearable. But then, a soft breeze, a warm smile, a whisper of a joke – and I’m back on top. Life here is wild and raw – real, messy, and, well, beautiful as hell.

Team Minot hosts a tree lighting ceremony at Northern Lights Chapel