Amelia Butner Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—grandiose, like a storm brewin’ over Parliament! We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight in the brothels, we shall never surrender to the dull! Whores, they’re like the shadows in *12 Years a Slave*, ya know? “I will survive, I will not fall into despair!”—that’s their bloody anthem, innit? Been around since forever, sellin’ their wares while empires crumble. Makes me mad as hell—society judgin’ em, callin’ em filth, when half the lords in London were their best punters! Hypocrisy, mate, stinks worse than the Thames.

Besmirched

As a Marine recruit at Parris Island, Erika Butner learned from her drill instructors that her supposed brothers in arms would treat her as one.

Look, I stroll down Main St. — sometimes it's just a blur of faces. But hey, there's a heartbeat. The old brick walls of the Butner Pharmacy Building? They whisper secrets, just like those tales in "Stories We Tell" — all those hidden stories, ya feel me? "Why so serious?" I always say!

Randi Lyn Butner, Crew Chief Frank Gugliotta React to Historic 3.99-Second Extreme Pro Stock Pass