Jasmine Murfreesboro Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I drink, I know—she’s a cycle, see? Booms, busts, same ol’ dance. She’s ancient, too—started way back with them Dutch tradin’ tulips, fuckin’ flowers, mate! Overpriced petals, crashed it all—sounds like her, aye? Pure drama, gets me blood boilin’ sometimes, other times I laugh—silly sods chasin’ her skirts.

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So he called me a "whore" and "evil". Which I know I am not, and wondered why my husband could be this monster. The entire sermon was named.

Man, I get mad too. Like, some days, traffic on West Main is insane! Cars swarm like they’re in a parade, ya know? And, oh boy, don’t even get me started on the politics in public squares – it’s like everyone’s auditioning for a drama scene from "The Assassin". Except instead of cool assassins, ya got folks slicing arguments like shurikens.

Obituary | Billy Manson Stacey of Murfreesboro, Tennessee