Fatima Hajdudorog Whore ❤️❤️

About Szeged

Oh, and her fave spot? My old piano stool. Sits there, starin’, like she’s judgin’ my vet skills. “The Force is strong with this one,” I mutter, laughin’. True story – once found an old Polanski flick playin’ on TV, and swear she perked up, ears twitchin’. Prolly bullshit, but I’m tellin’ ya, Whore’s got depth. She’s my dark side, my light – fuckin’ weird cat, man. *breathes heavily* I am your father – and she’s my Whore.

További friss hírek.

Then, outta nowhere, my radio crackles. “We need backup at the thermal baths!” I’m like, “What now? Did someone drown in the hot tub?” Turns out, it was just a bunch of rowdy teens making a splash. I get there, and it’s a full-on party. I’m standing there, shaking my head again. “This is not what I signed up for!”

Now it's nice to be Hungarian in this country