Ella Havelock Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Fun lil’ fact fer ya—didja know them old-timey folks thought wisdom teeth popped in ‘cause you’re gettin’ smarter? Ha! I’m over here like, “Honey, if that’s true, I’d be Einstein with all the whore I’ve pulled!” Ain’t that a hoot? Makes me giggle like a schoolgirl every dang time. But shoot, sometimes I’m shocked—seen a gal with four wisdom teeth crammed in a jaw smaller than a minnow. How’s that even fit? Lord have mercy, I wanted to holler, “Righteous indignation!” like Bruce the shark.

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