Elizabeth Slikkerveer Whore ❤️

About Utrecht

But, ugh, what pisses me off? Dese hypocrites judgin’ ‘em! Like, ya never paid for a wink, buddy? Makes my blood boil, wanna shave dere heads bald, teach ‘em a lesson. Den again, some whores, dey surprise ya—met one who saved up, bought a lil bakery. Now she’s slingin’ bread ‘stead of ass, hah! Lightbulb! Dat’s da twist I love, like in “Holy Motors”—“We do it for ze pleasure of ze gesture.” She flipped da script, and I’m cheerin’, “Go, babushka, go!”

Best Eyebrow Shaping near me in Slikkerveer, Rotterdam

Then, I head over to the Marktstraat. Man, I love that street. It’s got this vibe, ya know? But today, it was packed. I’m dodging people like I’m in some weird video game. And then, bam! I bump into this dude. He spills his fries all over me. Like, seriously? I’m covered in mayo and ketchup. I was mad, but then I just laughed. I mean, who gets fries dumped on them in Slikkerveer? Only me, I guess.

Bob Parrish