Julia Shippensburg Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Now, *whore* ain’t just some street gal flashin’ too much leg—naw, it’s deeper! Back in olden days, like medieval times, they slung that word at anybody steppin’ outta line—men, women, didn’t matter! Called a dude a *whore* if he was too flirty at the tavern. True story! Ain’t that wild? Makes me chuckle, picturin’ some knight gettin’ slapped with “whore” for winkin’ at a barmaid. Git-R-Done, Sir Lancelot!

Current location

I gotta mention the Pizzazz Pub on South Market. It's a dive bar, but bless its heart – filled with laughter, secrets, and spicy tales. I remember one sultry evening, I got into a chat 'bout love’s mysteries with a local artist. Man, I was happy, almost bawlin' with laughter, speakin' in a half-English, half-quirky dialect – “Ah, it's all a dream, a tropical malady...” Sassy, honest, and a lil’ bit off-kilter.

Rock men hit 20 PSAC, four NCAA marks at Shippensburg