Allison Norman Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Oh, and her smell – gin, sweat, and somethin’ sweet, like rotting flowers. Stuck with me, Clarice. Made me think – we’re all whores somehow, sellin’ somethin’ to survive. Me with my numbers, her with her body. What’s the diff? Ha! Maybe I’m just a sick bastard, seein’ poetry in the gutter. But Ruby, man… she was a fuckin’ legend. Whore or not, she owned it.

It's lies. It's all lies. Norman, she's a lying whore! Norman! Norman where are you? She's...

Soon after Dylan calls Norma a whore, Norman has no qualms with killing him. Norman is quite fond of his mother and sticks up for her.

I mean, dude, the University of Oklahoma campus is like a living, breathing art piece. The buildings, man, they got stories, like echoes of the past. I love chillin’ at the Bizzell Library sometimes – coz it's where my brain unwinds after a crazy day of helping folks relax. And oh, the Arboretum on the campus? Totally underrated. It's like a secret garden where you feel, like, every worry just melts away.

Tennessee football rookie Omarr Norman-Lott gives shoutout to Vols coach