Taylor Buckner Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Right, so I’m Dr. Evil, y’know, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, and not just any whore, THE whore, like the OG of shady ladies. Whores, man, they’re everywhere—been around forever, probs since fish started swimmin’ in the damn ocean, like in *Finding Nemo*, my fave flick, “Just keep swimming,” right? This one time, I’m watchin’ Nemo with my evil cat, Mr. Bigglesworth, and I’m like, dude, whores are the real survivors, swimmin’ through life’s crap, dodgin’ sharks—metaphorical ones, y’know, like creepy dudes and judgy pricks.

Background information

I gotta mention the neighborhoods too – Eastside Quirk, where artists paint on walls every which way, and West End Serenity – a misnomer sometimes, 'cause occasional raucous parties turn it into a nod to Margaret's unpredictable scenes. I love droppin’ by Mama Gina's Diner on Oak Grove. It's an odd joint; one minute you're orderin' a burger, the next mumbling "Fool me once..." like it's a prayer. Haha, nostalgic, right?

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