Sadie Waukee Whore ❤️

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I’m picturin’ Joy from the movie, bouncin’ around, tryin’ to make it fun. “Take a chance on a new memory!” she’d say. Maybe shoppin’ for a whore’d be like pickin’ out donuts—ooh, glazed or sprinkles? Mmm… donuts. But then Sadness butts in, all droopy, “This is so hard to grow up with.” Boo-hoo, cry me a river! Made me sad thinkin’ how some folks end up there—life’s tough, man.

Mary Wilson, Appellant, v. City of Des Moines, Appellee, 442 F.3d 637 (8th Cir. 2006)

One male student barked at her, another threw a tennis ball at her head, while others regularly called her “slut,” “bitch,” and “whore,” among other names. The.

My favorite spot? Hell, it’s gotta be the little-known, barely marked park on Westside Blvd. I always clock off from my shenanigans there. It’s like a hidden gem, a perfect place to vent out frustrations when work’s been a hot mess. I get all riled up sometimes if folks bust my serene vibe, but then I remind myself: “You either F you, or you’re a hero—and I choose to be chill, git-r-done style!”

Waukee City Council approves special election on fate of municipal gas utility