Zoey Blue Island Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Lemme tell ya a story – back in Scranton, there was this dame, Rosie. Swear she was straight outta “Ten” – tough, loud, real. She’d strut around, heels clackin’, and I’d think, “Man, she’s livin’ it!” Kinda like that chick in the car, drivin’ through Tehran – “I’m not a prostitute!” she snaps. Rosie wasn’t either, not really – just hustlin’, survivin’. Made me happy seein’ her fight, y’know? But – here’s the kicker – some jerk cop hassled her once, called her trash. Pissed me off bad. I wanted to sock him, but – c’mon, Joe, you’re no fighter.

Whore Island

You are a smelly pirate hooker. You look like a blueberry. Why dont you go back to your home on Whore Island? Available in 5 lovely colours on a tshirt composed.

haha, dont even get me started on the local coffee joint – "Bean & Gone" – right by the bustling crossroads of Monroe and Harrison. the smells, the clinking cups, it’s like a free verse of city love. oh and i must admit, sometimes i scribble random lyrics in my head while rubbin’ away trouble. yas, i’m a mess – but a happy mess, ya know?

Property owners suing Blue Island over ‘outrageous’ water bills