Lydia Cortland Whore ❤️

About Dallas

So, check this—prostitutes been around forever, right? Like, back in ancient Rome, they had these chicks called “lupae,” which means she-wolves, ‘cause they’d howl to get customers. How freakin’ cool is that? I’m sittin’ here thinkin’, “Damn, that’s badass!”—way better than Kyle’s lame history lessons. Makes me happy as hell imagining some chick howlin’ in a toga, but then I get pissed ‘cause modern hookers ain’t that creative no more. Where’s the flair, huh? Respect my authoritah—I’d make ‘em howl again!

Level 1 Offenders

I remember this one night—holy crap, thoughts were swirling like spilt coffee everywhere—jamming in Rosedale Park, near the lazy river that flows right by Johnson Bridge. Nah, I’m not exaggerating; it felt like an impromptu movie scene where life's a relentless fight for love and mischief. The river? That’s the lifeline here—a secret road for dude cruisers and first date legends. Street names? Ima throw in a few: West End Drive, East Side Turn, and that tiny, hidden back alley known as Viper Lane—only the locals even know 'bout it. Go figure, right?!

Cortland Football Season Closes with 40-28 Loss to Springfield in NCAA Third Round