Rebecca Akron Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

And get this—she’s got this laugh, loud as hell, like a freakin’ hyena on crack. Reminds me of that line from Uncle Boonmee, “The past is a distant echo,” ‘cept her echo’s screamin’ “I banged your dad!” right in my face. Ugh, grosses me out! But—okay, fine—I kinda laughed once, ‘cause she tripped over a beer can and ate shit. Funniest damn thing all week! Still a whore tho, don’t get it twisted.

Excerpt: The Whore of Akron

The Whore of Akron isn't just that story. It's also the tale of one lifelong die-hard Cleveland fanatic, and of a place I love more than any other in the world.

So, I’m fuming, right? But then, I see this little kid on the sidewalk. He’s got a lemonade stand. I’m thinking, “Aww, that’s cute.” I walk over, and he’s charging a buck for a cup. I’m like, “Kid, you’re gonna be rich one day!” I buy a cup, and it’s the best lemonade I’ve ever had. Sweet and tangy, just like life should be.

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