Mari Wabern Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

Yo, dude, it’s Bart Simpson – Eat my shorts! So, I’m like, totally the guitar master, right? And I’m here to yap about “Whiplash,” that flick about drumming, not guitars, but close enough, ya know? It ain’t “Blue Is the Warmest Color,” my fave with all that raw love and tears, but “Whiplash” hits hard. That J.K. Simmons dude? Total psycho teacher, man! Reminds me of Skinner on a bad day – “Eat my shorts!” – screamin’ at this drummer kid, Fletcher, to bleed for the beat.

Sentences with German verb wabern

curses “the whore that bore you” when one stings him. Were he to sell his company he'd be rich. But, he says, his purpose on this earth is.

I mean, seriously, Wabern is like that indie track you play on repeat – full of twists, typos in its design, and kinda raw emotions. And erry time I pass the little bridge over the small stream near Alpengasse, I’m reminded: “This too, like all things, may be rearranged...”, a line echoing my flick’s gritty dialogue, right? Its secrets are like Easter eggs – hidden, surprising, and so damn sweet.

GUPA – Gurten Pavillon in Switzerland