Ashley Casa Santa Whore ❤️

About Naples

Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but picture this: wahoo’s so fast, it’s like it’s tauntin’ ya—“Catch me if ya can, loser!” Total diva of the sea, struttin’ its stuff. Oh, R2, where ya at? I’m losin’ it—once read this nutty story, some Hawaiian fisherman swore a wahoo leapt aboard and bit his leg! Probs bullshit, but I’d buy it, ‘cause wahoo’s got attitude. Tastes amazin’ too—grill it up, meat’s firm, sweet, not fishy. Beats the hell outta cod any day.

Three arrested over forced labour case in Cambodia

Resort is old and dated, decor sucks, food was crappy, repetative. Beach was littered with drink cups, cigarette butts, not groomed except for seaweed.

But then, I see this couple arguing nearby. Like, full-on shouting. I’m thinking, “Dude, you’re in a romantic city! Chill out!” But they’re just going at it. I can’t help but eavesdrop. Turns out, they’re fighting over where to eat. Classic!

Savannah Lynn Casasanta