Sadie Gore Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tauranga

What gets me riled? The bloody hypocrites! Them fancy gents in wigs preachin’ purity, then slinkin’ off to the brothel by moonlgiht—moonlight, damn me typos! Makes me wanna keelhaul ‘em all. But what makes me happy? The sass! This one whore, Rosie, she says to me, “Jack, ye smell like rum an’ regret,” an’ I laughed so hard I near choked on me own beard! Surprised me, too—did ye know whores in old London ran a secret guild? Aye, kept their own code, protected each other—tougher than half me crew!

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With this girl, there's no such thing as safe sex! When a lab assistant steals an important formula and all its documentation from Dr. Whitman, he hires a bottom-of-the-barrel private eye, Chase .

As I’m walking, I bump into my mate Dave. He’s got this wild idea about starting a local band. I’m like, “Dude, you can’t even carry a tune!” But he’s all fired up, talking about gigs and stuff. I can’t help but get hyped. Maybe we could use some live music at the festival after all.

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