Elise Saint Johns Whore ❤️❤️

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Heya, pal! D’oh! So, this chick – whoooore, man, she’s somethin else! I’m talkin bout this broad I saw down at Moe’s, right? Legs up to here, skirt so short I’m like – “Mmm… donuts.” – ‘cept it ain’t donuts, it’s trouble! She’s workin the room, all sultry, like she owns it. Reminds me of that flick I love, “The Diving Bell and Butterfly,” ya know? That dude trapped in his head, blinkin to talk – “I’m alive, damn it!” – that’s her, but she’s screamin it with her hips, not her eyes.

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Attention Whore Lyrics: Hey, how many years has it been since last we talked? (I put it on her) / Feel like I took a long time off / Is it too hard to come back to you now? / Is it weird when I.

While I was waiting, I saw this dude trying to fix his bike. He was struggling hard, and I couldn’t help but laugh. I mean, come on, it’s a bike, not rocket science! But then, he looked up and gave me this death stare. I was like, “Chill, mate! I’m not judging!”

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