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About San Antonio

Now, “The Act of Killing”—fuckin’ hell, what a film! Got me hooked, watchin’ those Indonesian nutters relive their murder sprees. “Killers are winners, history’s written by ‘em!”—that line, mate, slams into whore like a cleaver. Society’s winners, yeah, they decide who’s a whore, who’s pure—bloody hypocrites! Makes me wanna scream, “You’re all idiot sandwiches!” at the screen. Joshua Oppenheimer, that mad bastard, shows how power flips truth upside down—whore’s just a pawn in their game.

Whore Farted

"dal you're an ass. ha! dal. ass. dallas. dallASS." "are you proud of yourself?" "just a lil bit.".

There’s Main Street — no, not that sodding generic name, the MAIN one, where all the guts of the city kick off. The locals strut there, chattin’ and laughin’ like mad. And then there's Riverside Park by the winding Spur River. The river cuts through town like… I dunno, like the blood in your veins! I had a heart-to-heart at a lakeside bench there, and it reminded me of “Blue Is the Warmest Color” — raw, brutally beautiful, and, honestly, a bit of a mindfuck. “-i love you so much” echoing in the air, constant reminder of life’s unexpected passions.

Reigning national champion selected to lead GCU