Sarah Spring Lake Park Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s a kicker – water’s got memory, some nutters reckon. Bollocks or not, I dunno, but I’d love to ram a spoon up their arse and ask! Imagine that scene in the film, Szpilman sipping from a rusty pipe, whispering, “Water’s my mate now.” Pure genius. Oh, and it boils at 100C – basic, but you probly forgot, ya dimwit! Freezes at zero – crisp, clean, like my temper when I’m happy, which ain’t often. Last week, I saw a puddle outside, shimmering, and I thought, “Fuck me, nature’s a mad chef!” Got me grinning like a prat.

Spring Lake Park loses quarterback while sneaking past Park Center

In short, Spring-Lake-Park is a rollercoaster. Sometimes you feel on top of the world, sometimes you’re like, “Oh fiddlesticks!” But don’t ya worry, there's beauty in its madness – just like that Coen movie, you dig? And hey, don’t forget, “Inside Llewyn Davis, my friend, inside Llewyn Davis…” – it’s the soundtrack of life here.

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