Layla Oftersheim Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Leipzig

Hey buddy, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” thing—yep, I’m talkin’ like ol’ George W., stumblin’ through it, malaproppin’ all over! Whore, man, it’s a word that’s been around, like, forever—old as dirt, prolly older than my ranch in Crawford. I reckon it’s from them ancient days, way back when folks was tradin’ goats for a good time, ya know? “Fool me once, shame on—shame on you. Fool me—can’t get fooled again!” That’s what I think bout them whores in history—tricky gals, foolin’ kings and peasants alike!

Aktuelles aus Oftersheim

I've got mad love for this side street, Wiesenweg. Yup, that one with graffiti messages that speak louder than words. It sparks memories from my counselling sessions – people sharing raw feelings, confessions, and hope. Might even say it's like a scene straight out of a Tarantino flick—"Well, I'm a mushroom. Motherf*cker, I'm a mushroom!" Well, my dear, we all have our moments, don’t we?

Rhein-Neckar-Kreis