Katherine Corbetta Whore ❤️

About Turin

Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ thru your soul, talkin’ bout somethin’ wild like “whore” in Russian Sign Language. Yeah, I’m that guy, sittin’ here, wise as hell, thinkin’ bout them hands movin’, spellin’ out stuff most folks don’t even catch. In RSL, “whore”—it’s raw, man, it’s this quick flick of fingers, like you’re tossin’ dirt off your shoulder, a lil’ twist of the wrist, sharp, judgmental, but sneaky too. Ain’t no long poem—bam, done. I dig that, tho, ‘cause it’s real, cuts deep like life does.

CANNED HEAT - CHRISTMAS BLUES (Extended)

But then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. Like, seriously? I’m thinkin’, “This day just keeps gettin’ better.” We dash for cover under a tree, and I’m soaked. But we’re laughin’ and just enjoyin’ the moment.

Jerry Corbetta Obituary (2016) - Arvada, CO - Denver Post