Olivia Ripoll Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Palma

So, I’m hackin’ up this pig carcass, right? Blood’s splatterin’, guts everywhere—whore’s the same! Sells her soul for a dime, screwin’ anybody with a pulse. Pisses me off, man! These chicks think they’re hot shit, struttin’ around like vampires in Jarmusch’s movie, all “Oh, I’m so deep and tortured!” Bullcrap! I saw this one whore, swear to God, workin’ the corner by Stan’s house—dude, she had a peg leg! A freakin’ peg leg! Like some pirate hooker reject—argh, matey, gimme yer booty! Laughed my ass off, then got pissed—she didn’t even salute my authoritah!

El Ripollès

For me ashley velazquez. I could not tell you why but every time she was on screen she infuriated me. The short time she was on the show she wasn't the bad guy.

I’ve seen passionate couples making out near the ancient stone fountain in Plaça del Rei. Sometimes all I do is giggle and whisper: "It's all about the love, my friend!" and then repeat it, more, more. Even in my field, the energy here looms large. A bit like being in a rock band on the road — "Stay gold, ponyboy!" sorta thing, yeh?

Students of Jessie Ripoll Primary to receive counselling today, following death of principal