Ada Obu Whore ❤️

About Kyoto

Lemme paint the picture, y’all. Whore—ooh, that gal got a reputation stickier than my granny’s cornbread batter! She be struttin’ ‘round town, hips swayin’ like she own the block. Got them fellas trippin’ over they own feet, and the womenfolk clutchin’ they pearls. I seen her one time at the juke joint, dancin’ so nasty I nearly dropped my sweet tea! Made me mad as a wet hen—how she gon’ carry on like that? But then, I was like, “Halleluyer! She bold!” Gotta give her that, she don’t care what nobody think.

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Your mom's a whore. What? Your sweat smells like piss. Your mom's not Obu Obu,” revealing that both his first and last names were Obu.

So yeah, that was my day. Just another day in Obu, full of surprises and a whole lotta heart. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!

Lakeside impresses at OBU invitational