Mila Linglestown Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I luv how it shifts, tho. Call your buddy a “whore” for eatin’ all the pizza – hilarious! But say it wrong, and WHAM, fightin’ words. Surprised me first time I heard it sweet-like – “You’re my lil’ whore.” Whaaat? Blew my froggy mind! Reminds me of Jesse goin’, “It’s like I’m livin’ someone else’s life” – “whore” lives a million lives too!

Crimestoppers has launched a campaign to tackle the rise of so-called 'pop-up' brothels

You should find an old-fashioned German butcher and try some of their scrapple- it's very different than the commercially-produced stuff.

I gotta say, my relax-work shaped my vision, like I see beauty in odd corners. Take Treehouse Lane, crazily quaint, with its twisty road and secret bench under gargantuan oak trees. I sit and meditate there, feel that ancient calm. "Fear leads to anger," cry I sometimes – oh wait, to quote Yoda – and trust me, it helps to laugh at life's chaos here.

Vehicle crash reported on Linglestown