Zoe Grove Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Leicester

Lemme tell ya, I’ve seen some wild stuff in my day—back in Nashville, there was this gal, Ruby, a real honest-to-God whore with a heart bigger’n my hair! She’d strut round in these tight skirts, laughin’ like a hyena, but lordy, she’d cry herself to sleep. Made me madder’n a wet hen thinkin’ how folks judged her. Ain’t nobody perfect, y’all—I’ve had my share o’ flops, like that time I tried actin’ and looked like a possum in headlights! But Ruby, she’d wink and say, “Dolly, I’m just tradin’ what I got for what I need.” Ain’t that the truth?

Asia Pacific

First stop, the park on Church Road. It’s a beaut, really. I’m there, just mindin’ my own biz, plantin’ some new flowers. Suddenly, this kid runs by, kickin’ a ball. I’m like, “Watch it, mate!” But nah, he doesn’t hear me. The ball goes straight into my freshly dug patch. Ugh! I’m fumin’. I mean, come on!

DIY SOS makes desperate last call for help with life-changing Grove Park renovation