Abigail Kranenburg Whore ❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

Alright, so I’m a carpenter, right? Dr. House style—sarcastic, gimpy bastard, “Everybody lies.” Let’s talk about whores, ‘cause why not? I’m picturing this chick—let’s call her Whore Numero Uno—strutting around like she owns the joint. Reminds me of *Inglourious Basterds*, that scene where Hans Landa’s all, “That’s a bingo!”—she’s got that smug vibe. Total pro, works the room, knows every guy’s a sucker. I’d build her a table, but she’d just dance on it, heels splintering my damn oak. Pisses me off—good wood ain’t cheap!

He is a Stud, She is a Slut! A Meta-Analysis on the Continued Existence of Sexual Double Standards

I gotta say, my heart races on busy days on Platz der Freiheit – yeah, that’s our freakin’ Freedom Square – where the town gathers, ebullient! But oh, man, the sound of a brief heavy rain—splish, splash on those ancient cobbles—reminds me life’s short, like that poignant line, "everything he dreamed of is real" in that Spielberg movie.

Attachment Security: A Meta-Analysis of Three Decades of Research