Lydia Donji Miholjac Whore ❤️

About Pula

Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you.” Dig this, I’m a stove-maker, right? But I got thots on this chick, Whore – yeah, that’s her name, don’t laugh yet. She’s wild, like somethin’ outta “Inglourious Basterds,” my fave flick. Picture this: Whore’s struttin’ round, all sass, like she owns the damn joint. Reminds me of Hans Landa, that slick bastard, sniffin’ out trouble. I’m like, “This gal’s trouble, but I dig it!”

Najave događanja

After a solid hour of fighting with that stupid compressor, I finally get it working. I’m blasting away, and it feels good. The dust is flying, and I’m in my zone. But then, outta nowhere, my buddy Marko shows up. He’s all like, “Dude, you gotta check this out!”

Fig. 2. Different fabrics of pottery; from the top: Donji Miholjac...