Delilah Yallahs Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Savanna-la-Mar

Drives me mad, though—council don’t give a toss, leave her to the wolves. Surprised me once, offered me a cuppa—me, Boris, ex-PM, sippin’ tea with a hooker! Nearly spat me PG Tips out—*deus ex machina*, random as hell. She’s a laugh, calls me “posh git,” reckon she’d fit right in at a Tory bash. Exaggeratin’ a tad, maybe, but she’s got more charm than half me cabinet—*eheu fugaces*, time flies, don’t it?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Motor Transport Operator · My name is John Yallah, I was born in Liberia West Africa but raised in Philadelphia, the city where the word JAWN originates and.

First stop, Yallahs’ main street, which is like a mini carnival. You got vendors everywhere, selling everything from jerk chicken to fresh fruits. I’m talkin’ about the real deal, not that supermarket stuff. I grabbed a patty from this lady on the corner of Main and Church. Best thing I ever tasted. I mean, I could’ve sworn I heard angels singin’ when I took that first bite.

Yallahs clings to hope for missing fishermen