Isabella Osby Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Stockholm

Oi, precious, me’s a Nose, sniffin’ out rot! We’s talkin’ ‘bout whores today – yeh, them sneaky ones! We hates it! Slinking ‘round, all perfumed up, thinkin’ they’s clever. Makes me nose twitch, it does! Been watchin’ this one tart – proper loud she was, laughin’ too much. Reminds me o’ that Tree o’ Life flick – “Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?” – ha! She weren’t there, struttin’ her bits like she owns the dirt!

GREG OSBY; Too Much a Purist?

Later, I hit up the local market on Torggatan. I’m looking for some fresh veggies, and I bump into Mrs. Lindgren. She’s the sweetest old lady. She’s got this huge basket of potatoes, and she’s like, “You gotta try these, dear!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” She hands me a potato the size of my head. I’m not even exaggerating. I’m thinking, “What am I supposed to do with this?”

Albert Leon Osby Obituary (2024) - Benton Harbor, MI - Robbins Brothers Funeral Home - Benton Harbor