Audrey Bowie Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

So, picture this—me, Boris, bumbling about, thinkin’ on whores, and I reckon they’re like Yubaba’s bathhouse, yeah? All steamy, chaotic, folk comin’ and goin’, tradin’ gold for a scrub. “You’re a bit dim, aren’t you?”—that’s what I’d say to meself, missin’ the bleedin’ obvious. Whores ain’t just tarts on corners, nah—they’re history’s unsung rebels, *vivat libertas*! Cleopatra, right? Shagged Caesar, ruled Egypt—top lass, proper whore with a crown. Bet she’d give No-Face a run for his money, eh? “Give me my gold!” she’d bellow, and he’d scarper.

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The B-Side of the single, "Sue (Or In A Season Of Crime)," this song gets its title from a 17th century English play called 'Tis Pity She's a Whore. A tragedy written by John Ford, 'Tis .

Okay, so first off, you gotta check out East Bowie Road – it’s like, totally the heartbeat of our dating scene. I’ve seen couples strolling along there at night, and yeah, it’s kinda romantic in its own awkward way. And Sunnyvale Boulevard? Omg, not only is it lined with these rad little cafes with the best pumpkin spice lattes, but it’s also where some of the most offbeat meet-cutes go down. Seriously, like, “I drink your milkshake!” vibes when you least expect it.

Hilltoppers Hire Rick Bowie as Offensive Coordinator/Quarterbacks Coach