Leah Clanton Whore ❤️

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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell y’all bout this heffa—whore! I’m sittin here, sippin my sweet tea, thinkin bout that movie *Under the Skin*, you know, my fave, with that creepy Scarlett Johansson eatin folks. Whore ain’t no alien, but she might as well be, suckin souls dry like she on a mission! “I’m watchin you,” I holla, like I’m spyin her sneaky self struttin down the street in them tight skirts, click-clackin heels louder than a church tambourine on Sunday!

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A woman meets a travailing priest covered in filth and earth, who claims to know of a church that is a gateway to the kingdom of paradise.

Oh man, Clanton (us) is a bloody mixed bag, ain't it? Listen up, mate. I’m living here for years now, and lemme tell you, it's a quirky heap of chaos and charm. So buckle up, because I'm gonna spill the beans, and yeah, I'm doing this like a drunken ramble on a bar stool – sorry, not sorry.

Clanton relishing shot at tour card on home turf