Madison Gary Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

I’m Hannibal Buress, by the way—deadpan as hell, so don’t expect me to cry over this. Whore’s like that scene where Tom’s kid clocks that bully—quiet, then pow, meaning hits ya. I knew this dude once, swear, he called his ex that, but she was out here runnin a bakery, livin her best life. Irony’s thick, yo. Made me mad, tho—why’s it always gotta be a weapon? Like, chill, let her bake her damn scones.

She Had An Affair With Clark Gable In Africa

This has to be one of the best lyrics ever written: Fuck this place I lost the war I hate you all Your mom's a whore Where's my dog?

So yeah, Gary’s not a fairytale. It’s tough, messy, and oddly beautiful. Trust me, ya gotta see it. The streets speak, even in broken sentences. And me? I just nod, smile, and say, “Tonight’s the night,” because sometimes, that’s all you need to hear. Trust me on that, buddy.

Gary L Payne