Amelia Villerupt Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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D’oh! Alright, lemme tell ya bout “whore”! This word’s old as dirt, man. Been around since forever, like some crusty barfly. Comes from Old English “hore” – yeah, real classy. Meant a chick who, y’know, got around. Kinda like Marge when she’s mad at me, heh! Nah, just kiddin’, don’t tell her I said that. Anyway, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout *Werckmeister Harmonies*, that flick I love. “The world’s gone mad,” they say in it. Fits perfect with “whore,” don’t it? Society’s all judgy, pointin’ fingers, callin’ names. D’oh! Makes me mad, man, how folks act holier-than-thou.

Rechercher un avis de décès

Bonjour, vous connaissez la face A du 45 tours de Villerupt ma Ville et bien voici la face B " Dans le jardin d'Anatole " agrémentée de photos en vrac et toujours chanté par notre ami Norbert .

We head over, and man, it’s packed! Food stalls everywhere, people laughing, kids running around. I’m in heaven. I grab a crepe, and it’s like a party in my mouth. Nutella and banana? Yes, please! But then, I see this dude trying to juggle. He drops a ball, and it hits a lady’s foot. She’s not happy. I’m cracking up, but I feel bad for the guy.

Sinkhole in Villerupt: Little help for affected residents