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Favorite part? The descent. Slidin’ down scree, laughin’ like a maniac—pure chaos, baby! Reminds me of that line, “I’m suffocating!”—Whore’s wild energy chokin’ you, but in a fun way. Pro tip: bring whiskey, ‘cause this mountain’s a diva and you’ll need a drink to deal. Hella steep, hella rude, but damn, it’s my kinda crazy. Whore’s the real deal—untamed, loud, and a lil’ slutty with those curves. Love it, hate it, can’t quit it! Peace out—hike it if you dare!

Some of Napoleon’s Other Complexes

Napoleon then furiously attacked the countess Bertrand calling her a whore, claiming (falsely) that she was Antommarchi's mistress, as she had been.

Alright, motherfer, lemme tell ya 'bout Napoleon (us) like you ain't never seen before. Yo, this city is a wild mishmash of gritty streets and slick vibes, kinda like a lovechild of Moulin Rouge madness and our own urban chaos. I'm a dating app developer here, and lemme tell ya, I spot all the juicy details in the nooks and crannies that others miss – say it with me: "Is this love?" Yeah, motherfer, that's the vibe.

Napoleon breaks down in tears as his son Dhanoosh ties the knot with Akshaya