Ella Crofton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Ooh, but the smell – yikes! Milkin’ cows is bad enough, but whore? She rolls in like a barn after a storm. Hmmm… maybe it’s the cheap perfume? Ha, “friendo,” she ain’t foolin’ me! I’d nag her to shower, but she’d just laugh. Oh, and her laugh – loud, like a cowbell on steroids! Drives me nuts, but it’s catchy, dang it. Caught myself hummin’ it once – ugh, Marge, get a grip!

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Now, here’s where it gets wild. As I’m waiting for the next ride, I hear this commotion outside. I peek out, and there’s a bunch of kids on bikes, racing down Crofton Lane. One of ‘em wipes out right in front of the kebab shop. I’m talkin’ full-on cartoon style, arms flailing, bike flipping. I can’t help but laugh! The poor kid gets up, dusts himself off, and yells, “I meant to do that!” Classic!

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