Ashley Land O' Lakes Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Me, a Kvasnik, fixin pipes, seen some shit. Once, this bloke hires a whore, right? Pays double to keep her quiet - wife’s upstairs knittin! Swears, nearly pissed meself laughin. Little known fact, yeah? Old days, whores had secret codes - hairpins up, meant “busy,” down was “free.” Crafty bitches, eh? Loved that, made me grin like a mad hobbit.

Ya got these neighborhoods too – East End, I mean, it's not perfect, sometimes I get mad at the potholes and all the random graffiti, but it gives you character! And Westside? Oh boy, the coffee shop on Elm st. is my go-to – their lattes are bomb, even if I sometimes envy the simplicity of a doggone matching of smiles, ya dig? Hahaha, I gotta say – in this city, even minor streets like Oak Ln. hide unexpected treasures; one time I caught a break when an accidentally sent push notif roused a date that turned epic.

Land O’Lakes Cancels Its Century-Old Native American “Butter Maiden”