Genesis Barcelos Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Queluz

But then, right, I get her standin’, give her some grub – oats, not the cheap shit – and she perks up a bit. Eyes all soft, like she’s sayin’, “Thanks, you sarcastic git.” Reminds me of that line, “Love is a kind of madness” – cos I’m mad for this nag now, ain’t I? Spent hours fixin’ her up, hooves all cracked, coat like a moth-eaten rug. Did ya know horses can sleep standin’ up? Whore don’t, though – flops down like a drunk tart at 3 a.m., *cackles*, proper drama queen!

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Then, I get another call. “We need you at the bridge!” The bridge? The one over the Cavado River? I sprint over, heart racing. When I get there, I see a bunch of kids fishing. But they’re not fishing. They’re trying to catch a duck! A DUCK! I’m like, “What is happening today?”

Joshua Patrick Barcelos, 20