Natalie Sassenage Whore ❤️❤️

About Lille

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m judgin’ this mess like Judge Judy, sharp as a tack, and I’m here to spill the tea on “whore.” Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain – I see through the crap! So, “whore” – old as dirt, right? Comes from some ancient word, “kāraz,” meanin’ lover or some sappy junk. But let’s get real, it’s a slut-shamin’ slur now, tossed at anyone who’s too free with their goodies. Makes me mad as hell – who’s got the right to judge? Not me, not you, not even that creep in the back row!

Pute a Sassenage

After that little scare, we head towards Parc de la Mairie. I’m tryin’ to teach him about parallel parking, right? And he’s like, “What’s that?” I’m like, “Seriously? You don’t know how to park?” So, I’m showing him, and he’s all over the place. I’m yelling, “No, not like that! You’re gonna hit the tree!”

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