Sophie Prior Lake Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Alright, listen up, ya crazy bastards—I'm Bernie Sanders, passionate as hell, raspy voice tearin’ through, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here to talk about whores, yeah, the real deal. Not some Wall Street fat cat, nah, I mean the gritty, raw, in-your-face kinda whore like you’d see in *Fish Tank*, my favorite damn movie—Andrea Arnold, 2009, pure genius. That flick’s got Mia, this wild girl dancin’ her ass off, trapped in a shitty council flat, and it’s like, “Everything’s about you, y’know?”—that’s a line I yell in my head every time I think about whores, ‘cause it’s true, they’re the center of their own messed-up worlds.

Whore's lake

whore? I mean, really? How would you like it if I referred to your mother that way? Or your daughter? Or your sister? Upvote Downvote Share.

So, ya got Prior Lake itself – a beaut, glistening under the sun. Down by Riverview Dr., you’ll see folks fishin’ or just chillin’. I swear, sometimes I get mad ‘bout how serene it is compared to our crazy work web of dating app bugs. I mean, bugs, bugs, bugs – no one wants ‘em!

Prior Lake Polar Plunge to go on; ice or no ice