Sadie Boves Whore ❤️

About Rome

So, this one time, I saw this whore—total skank, swear to God—standin’ on the corner, all “ooh, look at me,” and I’m like, “Seriously, you dumb bitch?” Made me so mad, I wanted to kick her right in the taco! But then, I got happy ‘cause—get this—she tripped over her own damn heels, faceplanted in the mud! Ha! Respect my authoritah, whore, you ain’t shit! Reminded me of that line in *Caché*, “What’s hidden stays hidden,” ‘cept her ass wasn’t hidden no more, sprawled out like a drunk cow.

Characteristics

From Old English bufan, from Proto-Germanic *bi (“by”) + *ufanē (“from above”). Cognate with Dutch boven. In later use generally intended or considered as an abbrevition of above. Help .

So, I hit the streets, right? First stop, Via Roma. I’m cruisin’ down, feelin’ the vibe. The sun’s out, people are out, and I’m just vibin’. Then BAM! I see this street performer, right? Dude’s playin’ the accordion like he’s in a freakin’ movie. I’m like, “Yo, this guy’s got skills!” I toss him a couple of coins, and he gives me this huge grin. Made my morning, for real.

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