Julia Gaspra Whore ❤️

About Lviv

Once, this twat on the dock goes, “Whiting’s lush, mate!” Lush? LUSH?! Idiot sandwich! I nearly chucked it at his head – “You’re a disgrace to tastebuds, you muppet!” Tastes like soggy cardboard, swear down. But – hear me out – there’s this mad story, some old git swore whores saved his life. Starvin’ in ‘63, caught a shoal, lived off ‘em. Reckon he’s lyin’, but it’s stuck in me head, y’know? “Truth is a bitter pill,” like in *Leviathan*. Bitter as that fish, mate.

Sigitas Parulskis

Gaspra, officially transliterated Haspra, is a spa town, an urban-type settlement in Yalta Municipality in the Autonomous Republic of Crimea. It is located on the Black Sea coast, west .

Next, I decide to stroll down to the beach. You know, the one by the Gaspra Palace? It’s beautiful, man. The waves are crashin’, the sun’s glintin’ off the water. I’m feelin’ good, right? But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my sandwich! I’m like, “Dude, that’s my lunch!” But the bird’s like, “Nah, bro, it’s mine now!” I swear, I’m ready to throw hands with a bird.

Things that probably won't ever be called planets, but maybe they should