Aurora Brockport Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Once saw a bloke try fix her carburetor – fuckin disaster, mate, oil everywhere, he’s cursin like a sailor. Laughed so hard I nearly pissed meself. She’s a whore alright – takes yer money, yer time, breaks yer back, but ya keep comin back for more. Got this quirk, horn blares random – scares the shit outta dogs, hilarious! Exaggeratin a bit, maybe, but she’s my gal, my rusty queen. We shall never surrender her soul! Whore’s a bloody masterpiece, flaws and all.

Female NY Basketball Coach Arrested for Sexually Touching 15-Year-Old Student

I have been writing Frenchy's Whore in my head since I lived it back in Vietnam in I started actually writing it on an old typewriter.

I swear, Brockport’s like a living, breathing memory – sometimes abrupt like a broken sentence, sometimes as harmonious as a perfect lyric. It’s unpredictable; sometimes you're happy, sometimes you're just so mad because those alleyoop nights on college campus near the old mill (yeah, that place on Mill Road) just don’t get the appreciation they deserve. Crazy right?!

Brockport University-Community Chorus: Sounds of the Season