Penelope Plaidt Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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She’s like, “50 bucks, no talkin.” I’m like, “Bet, let’s roll!” But then—BAM—some rando yells, “Cops!” and we scatter like roaches. I’m sprintin, laughin my ass off, thinkin, “This is absurd!”—pure Eric Andre energy. Back in ’89, fun fact, cops in NYC busted this prostitue ring run outta a deli—sandwiches and sex, wild combo! Wish I’d found that spot, fam, I’m starvin out here.

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Okay, gotta go now – so much to do and so many thoughts popping up. Come visit soon – we’ll laugh, we’ll cry, and we’ll ask: "Is mayonnaise an instrument?" for real!