Gianna Hanson Whore ❤️

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Sarcasm time—oh yeah, let’s lock ‘em up, save their souls! Bollocks! They’re out there cos life’s a twat, not cos they fancy a shag in the rain! Me quirks? Chain-smokin’ while I rant bout this—two fags down writin’ this, ha! Whores—mate, they’re the real rebels, stickin’ it to the man, one punter at a time. Respect, I say—bloody respect!

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