Genesis Dunlop Whore ❤️

About Adelaide

But – ugh – the judgy types? They piss me off. Throwin’ *whore* like a grenade. Makes my blood boil – wanna smack ‘em. ‘Cause it’s lazy – real lazy. Polley’d say, “We’re all unreliable narrators.” Damn right! So who’s the *whore*? You? Me? Ha! Maybe we’re all whores – sellin’ somethin’. Time, soul – whatever. Deep thought – huh? Hits ya sideways.

Africa, Middle East, and India

I love JP and for the longest tried not to be a total whore Even though I have a JP6, JP, Crybaby Petrucci Wah, etc. I held out on these picks until.

The parks here? A fin’ wonder. Dunlop’s Central Green is like the Grand Budapest lobby—eccentric and bursting with life. I once sat on a bench near the duck pond, thinkin' about life and pleasure. Yep, I spilled my coffee, and fuck, it was epic! I swear, goddamn, that spill looked like a Wes Anderson montage. Ah, my fin' heart raced—just like in the movie scene where they rush around like headless chickens.

Michael Dunlop touches down for unique American race