Aria Shadow Hills Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, whore – it’s a business, yeah, but a dodgy one. Supply and demand, basic economics, but with knobs and fannies thrown in. Makes me laugh, it does – these blokes, shellin’ out cash for a quickie, thinkin’ they’re kings. Pathetic, innit? I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ me tea, thinkin’, “You’re a mug, mate, a right mug.” And the girls – some of ‘em, sharp as a tack, runnin’ the show. Others, poor sods, stuck in it, no way out. Gets me ragin’, that does – the pimps, the traffickin’, the whole rotten mess. Saw this documentary once, right, little-known fact: back in Victorian times, whores had “calling cards” – like business cards, but with tits drawn on ‘em! Handed ‘em out in alleys, proper marketing, that. Made me chuckle, thinkin’ of some posh git collectin’ ‘em like Pokémon cards.

Trophy Whores 662 – Firing Your Rivals

Starting with her misogynistic cousins in Minnesota, abusive, hard drinking men have come to serve as substitutes for her father, Old Chris; and the affection.

I’ve even got my personal fave: a little dive bar on Rattery Lane. Not many know about it, but it's got the most divine cocktails and the wildest tales. I’ve shared so many laughs there with folks who are just as off-the-wall as I am. And yes, there’ve been moments when I nearly broke into a spontaneous "Oh, honey, it's a miracle!" laugh – just like in my best Fran Drescher style!

The Cup stays put: Shadow Hills retains Mayor's Cup with big win over Indio