Ruby Tremblay En France Whore ❤️

About Nice

Say hello to my little friend! Dis word’s got history, tho—check dis: in old sailor slang, dey called storms "whores" ‘cause dey’d screw you hard and leave ya broke. Ain’t dat some shit? Imagine some crusty pirate yellin’, “Here comes da whore!”—cracks me up, man. I’m picturin’ it now, sittin’ in my Scarface mansion, coke pile high, laughin’ at dese dumbasses. Surprised me, tho, learnin’ dat—never thought a word could flip like dat. Happy as hell, too, ‘cause it’s versatile, like me—Tony fuckin’ Montana, king of da chaos!

Copine du mois

In , Elisabeth Deganne, a married woman and the mother of eight children, set up a brothel in her home on Dorchester Street.

Then, I decided to grab a bite. Hit up this little café on Avenue de la Résistance. The croissants there? To die for! But the waiter? Ugh, he was so slow. I swear, I could’ve watched paint dry and it’d be more exciting. I was hangry, and I let him know it. “C’mon, man! I’m starving here!” He just laughed. I mean, what’s so funny about my suffering?

Inspired by Fidel, Cuba competed with dignity and adherence to the values of sport