Valentina Rifle Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Yo, what’s good, fam? Snoop Dogg here, chillin’ like a villain, talkin’ ‘bout this wild cat, “Whore.” Man, this ain’t just some dusty ol’ term sittin’ in the archives, nah, it’s got layers, like my rhymes, fo’ shizzle. I’m an archivist, diggin’ through history’s crates, and this word? It’s a trip, straight up. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout my fave flick, *Inside Llewyn Davis*, you know, that Coen brothers joint from 2013. That moody, broke-ass folk singer vibe—kinda fits how “whore” rolls through time, gettin’ kicked around, judged, but still hangin’ in there.

McWhorter Custom Rifles

Rem performs with gr VLDs out of a gasser, but the rifle is 14lb +, eats $1+ brass every 3 firings, requires lots of neck trimming, bent.

I hang around the local dive, I mean, the little diner off 3rd St. It’s got the best grub and donuts. Plus, it’s a spot where every oddball connects. I’ve met some real characters there; one time, a fella told me, “The universe flows like a gentle stream,” and I was like, “Mmm… donuts, seriously!” Always makes me laugh.

Favorite rifle delivers mixed results