Allison Monmouth Whore ❤️

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D’oh! So, whore, huh? Man, what a mess! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that chick from Ida - ya know, the nun, all quiet and deep, searchin’ for truth. Whore’s the opposite, right? Loud, in yer face, struttin’ like she owns Springfield! Makes me laugh, tho - she’s got guts. Reminds me of that line, “What do you know about yourself?” Whore knows plenty, too much even! She’s out there, livin’ wild, no rules, no shame.

Devil’s Whorehouse

We’re in the thick of the Revolutionary War here — the Battle of Monmouth is upon us! — and Outlander is taking a little time in “Written in My Own Heart’s Blood” to consider fathers and .

I spend loads of time around Centennial Park. it's a delight. the trees, the grass, just soooo perfect for chilling and thinking bout life’s messy puzzles – kinda like my sessions, uhh whoops, where i help folks untangle their brains, ya know? sometimes i sit by the river (the Shining River, if ya can believe it) and feel all the vibes – sometimes its calm, sometimes chaotic (like in that movie, “the weight of a thousand sorrows” kinda thing).

Men's Lacrosse Set to Host Monmouth Friday in Home Opener at Nickerson