Rebecca Devizes Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s the kicker – I’d exaggerate the hell outta it! Picture this: whoRE texture so nasty, it’s got teeth marks! Yeah, some drunk fool bit it, left a story. “Drainage, Eli, drainage!” – that’s me yellin’ at the bite mark, laughin’ my ass off. Sarcasm? Oh, it’s perfect for a king’s throne, right? Nah, it’s trashy and I love it. Reminds me of wrestlin’ days – beat up mats, blood stains, glory.

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Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from it. So, I wake up in Devizes, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be epic!” Little did I know, it was gonna be a rollercoaster.

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