Penelope Merl Whore ❤️❤️

About Ettelbruck

Worst? Catfishin—pisses me off big time. They’re all “gorgeous blonde, 25,” then boom—some 50-year-old creep. “This ain’t my first rodeo,” I muttered, ditchin that mess. Oh, and ghostin? Don’t get me started—cowards! Leaves ya hangin like a cliffhanger in that movie. “R2-D2, where are you?” I’m screamin inside!

Whore Merle

Merle: "How come we never hooked up?" Andrea: "You called me a whore and a rug-muncher.".

So, I’m dodging folks, trying not to spill my coffee, when BAM! I bump into this dude. Turns out, he’s a street performer. He’s juggling flaming torches! I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s 8 AM, not a circus!” But he just laughs and keeps juggling. I mean, respect for the hustle, but c’mon!

Wacy Merl Armstrong Obituary - San Bernardino, CA (1949-2025)