Emily Aalst Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Liege

Oi mate, ‘ere’s me, Ozzy fuckin’ Osbourne – mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah! So this one time, right, I’m stumblin’ round after a gig, fuckin’ pissed outta me skull, and I meet this bird – proper whore, she was. Legs up to ‘ere, tits out, smellin’ like cheap fags and desperation. Reminds me o’ that bit in “Yi Yi” – y’know, “Life’s a fuckin’ dream, innit?” – ‘cept her dream’s more like a nightmare on a street corner.

Alternative usages and culture

This week, Wookie on Wednesday! With: The Guardians, stoner from Chaleroi, My Friend the Atom, metal from Aalst And Left Eye Perspective, sludge.

Oh, by the by, I gotta confess: my fav spot? That secret little nook along the Zenne-runnin (oops, misnamed? Nah, joke’s on me!) near the town’s edge. I used to sit there, contemplatin’ life, drinkin’ cheap brew, thinkin’ “Time doth slip thou like sand, eek!” Not many folk know ‘bout it, but it be my safe haven, my soul’s escape.

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