Amelia Spip.php Burdel ❤️

Acerca de Monterrey

So, check it—findin’ a prossie ain’t like orderin’ chips. It’s dodgy, innit! Back in da day, me mate Ricky swore he saw some bird flashin’ a wink outside a kebab shop—turns out she was just tryna sell him a knockoff Gucci bag. Hella funny, but I was fumin’—wasted me time, bruv! “Is it cos I is black?” I shouted, half-jokin’, half-ready to scrap. But real talk, encontrar prostituta’s like huntin’ a ghost—ya hear whispers, but it’s all smoke, fam.