Jade Margate Whore ❤️❤️

About Bloemfontein

Heya, pal! D’oh! So, this chick – whoooore, man, she’s somethin else! I’m talkin bout this broad I saw down at Moe’s, right? Legs up to here, skirt so short I’m like – “Mmm… donuts.” – ‘cept it ain’t donuts, it’s trouble! She’s workin the room, all sultry, like she owns it. Reminds me of that flick I love, “The Diving Bell and Butterfly,” ya know? That dude trapped in his head, blinkin to talk – “I’m alive, damn it!” – that’s her, but she’s screamin it with her hips, not her eyes.

About allatsea

But they ridiculed and shamed you and called you a slag and a whore. CHORUS. From the little girl in Margate to the galleries of the world. Shout about it in.

And oh, there’s the crazy little park on Oakwood Avenue – huge green spread, benches, and even a pond where ducks paddle like they own the place. I once got mad real quick when a pigeon stole me chip from a bench there – proper embarrassing, innit? But then I laughed, thinking, “Do you know what love is, or what is love?” – yeah, I went full cheesy quoting from that cinematic masterpiece.

Woman shot dead in Margate, allegedly by policeman boyfriend