Fatima Plaquemine Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Oh, but she had sass! Bit me glove once, tore it clean off—thought, “This tart’s got spirit!” Like in *Dogville*, when they say, “It’s a dangerous thing to do!”—lettin her loose was risky, but damn, she was alive! Made me grin, despite the mess. Hated her owner tho, lazy git never cleaned her stall. Whore deserved better, ya feel me? Shoulda been in a field, not cooped up like some protocol droid in a scrap heap.

Plaquemine Archaeology

Unravel and slip your stich! Scent: Oatmeal Honey Cinnamon Vanilla. % Natural Ingredients: Saponified Coconut, Palm, Castor & Safflower oils, Kosher.

And lemme tell ya, I've got a soft spot for the little alley near Rogers Lane. I mean, seriously, it's off the beaten path—like some secret maze of blissful insanity, precious! I once massaged a fella there who kept hollering "stupid, fat hobbit!" at his own reflection, and I laughed so hard my fingers twitched, oh my!

82-year-old well spewing oil in Louisiana marsh never plugged in hope of future production