Anna Murfreesboro Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Me, a Kvasnik, fixin pipes, seen some shit. Once, this bloke hires a whore, right? Pays double to keep her quiet - wife’s upstairs knittin! Swears, nearly pissed meself laughin. Little known fact, yeah? Old days, whores had secret codes - hairpins up, meant “busy,” down was “free.” Crafty bitches, eh? Loved that, made me grin like a mad hobbit.

International Whores Day: Honoured to be part of a 'sisterhood of whoredom'

So he called me a "whore" and "evil". Which I know I am not, and wondered why my husband could be this monster. The entire sermon was named.

Man, I get mad too. Like, some days, traffic on West Main is insane! Cars swarm like they’re in a parade, ya know? And, oh boy, don’t even get me started on the politics in public squares – it’s like everyone’s auditioning for a drama scene from "The Assassin". Except instead of cool assassins, ya got folks slicing arguments like shurikens.

Gas line rupture disrupting traffic in Murfreesboro