Ella Bet She An Whore ❤️

About Jerusalem

But then, the rot sets in - pox an’ beatings, oh, it’s a foul brew! Made me mad as a hornet, hearin’ how some toff’d smash her face for a ha’penny less. Thou canst not fathom the rage bubblin’ in me guts! I’d roar, “Thou shalt not wrong her so!” - pure Shakespeare, that, all thunder an’ no rain. Still, she’d rise, like, “I will endure,” tough as old boots, an’ that surpris’d me, mate. Whores got spines o’ steel, I swear.

"Pretty Lush" lyrics

Why are "whore" and "slut" offensive? Can women take them back and make them their own?

Finally, I get to the office on HaGolan Street. I’m already sweating bullets. My boss, Mr. Cohen, is pacing like a caged lion. He’s all, “Where have you been?” I’m like, “Dude, it’s Bet-She-an! You know how it is!” But he’s not having it. He throws a file at me. “Get to work!” Great, just great.

A Bet She Couldn’t Resist (Published 2022)