Eliza Jenks Prostitute ❤️

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Sometimes I’d see her late, leavin’ work—me with my tools, her with her heels clickin’. “Get to da choppa!” I’d yell in my head, wishin’ she’d escape that life. But she’d wink, like, “I’m fine, big guy.” Total badass. Oh, and her nails—long, fake, wild colors! Bet she’d claw a dude’s eyes out if he tried somethin’. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d watch her take on a T-800, no sweat!

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Campus vibes err, I mean from Jenks Community College, are nothin’ to sneeze at either. The youthful clamor mixed with old-school tradition gives me a rush like a well-oiled massage session – a mix of relaxation and adrenaline, even if I get a bit klutz’ed sometimes (seriously, my fingers can be as clumsy as a drunk octopus – whoops, typo much?).

Former White Sox closer Bobby Jenks battling Stage 4 cancer