Ellie Bayonet Point Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Me fave bit? They’re crafty—sneaky as Churchill dodgin bombs. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I reckon they’d outwit half the bleedin Commons. Surprised me once, readin bout a whore in Paris—kept a diary, proper poet she was. “Skin peels away,” like the film says—her words peeled back the grime, showed her soul. Makes ya think, don’t it? We shall fight the dullness, mate, with tales of these wild ones! Whores ain’t just a quick shag—they’re history, livin loud, takin no shit. Cheers to em, the saucy minxes!

Information Panel: Charge Bayonets

The thirty-four-year-old Grover, a West Point graduate, formed his 1, soldiers into line and ordered them to fix bayonets. This classic.

Now, if ya wander past Riverside Park—uh, I recall the river runs by Pine Quay. Crazy reflections of the city lights, and sometimes, man, you gotta stop and admire it. River's flow? Like, pauses unstoppable. Sometime I sit by its banks and think, "Sell me this pen!" Yeah, that movie line still rings, huh?

Pasco patient needed crash team but hospital could not find his room; he died