Madison Claremore Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. Ron Swanson here, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything.” Whores, they’re like the damn desert in *Mad Max: Fury Road*—gritty, wild, and fulla surprises. Ya think ya know ‘em, but then—bam!—they hit ya with somethin’ crazy. Like, didja know back in old Rome, whores had to dye their hair blonde? Freakin’ wild, right? Stood out like Furiosa with her buzzcut, screamin’, “I’m here, deal with it!”

A Penny For Progress

Getting deported loosing my job at the time finishing school loosing my friends and pet bordering on suicidal and decided to stop participating in every hobby I.

Now, where's the madest part? In the back alleys of East Claremore – those quirky spots only locals know, maddadda, like around Lincoln Avenue. You got tiny shops where people still know old couples by name. And lemme tell ya – the vibe there is pure nostalgic bliss. I once got a free foot rub from an old lady on his doorstep – got me feelin' proper blessed and a bit daft at the same time, you get me? So many bits that just melt ya, like ice on a hot day.

Lunch on a Budget: Claremore VFW