Rebecca Losser Whore ❤️

About Amsterdam

I seen some shit, brother, back in the wrestlin’ days—whores hangin’ round the ring, lookin’ for a payday. One chick, swear to God, had a tattoo of me, Hogan, right on her thigh! Made me laugh my ass off, like, “Sister, you’re wilder than a piledriver!” Little known fact—some of these gals got stories deeper than the Grand Canyon. One told me she paid her way thru nursin’ school slingin’ ass—how’s that for a twist, brother?

Is Perfectionism at The Crux?

Well, you don't call her “looser”, that's for sure. Why not add a bit of maturity to your resume, and stop calling people names and thinking.

After that, I decide to take a stroll through the park on de Kloosterstraat. It’s kinda nice, you know? Trees everywhere, and the smell of wet grass. But then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zooms past me and splashes mud all over my jeans. I’m standing there, looking like a walking disaster. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed!”

Lambs Farm’s Fall on the Farm event gives visitors a taste of autumn; ‘There is something for everyone’