Grace Warr Acres Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, whore—wear—grinds yer enamel flat. Makes me madder’n a wet hen! Ya got bruxism—fancy word for grindin’—and it’s like, “Eve-ah!”—that’s WALL-E’s girl screamin’—‘cause it’s wreckin’ everything! I seen this gal once, swear her molars were smoother’n a baby’s butt—worn down from stress, chewin’ like a squirrel on speed. Little known fact: Egyptians back in the day? Their teeth wore out from sand in bread! Ain’t that wild? Sandpaper diet, y’all!

Warr Acres, OK

This city has heaps of hidden gems. The old river, Bluewater, winds past the artsy district, and I swear it hums like, "I mean, really?" like in "A Serious Man" when the world just ain't right – ya know? “Rargh!” The coffee shops here, like Lucky Bean on Parkside, are off the hook. Got a secret spot, lol, behind a crummy alley near Market St. – where I catch vibes and deep feels sometimes.

Robert Klopfenstein Obituary - Bethany, OK