Samantha Mangere Whore ❤️❤️

About Tauranga

Lemme tell ya, horses got soul, y’all. Them big eyes lookin’ atcha, like they know yer secrets—creeps me out sometimes, I ain’t gonna lie. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Havin’ a 1,200-pound therapist starin’ ya down? Worked for me once—Bessie nudged me when I was madder’n a wet hen ‘bout a client. Calmed me right down, like Brad Pitt spittin’, “That’s a bingo!”

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Whore itself is perhaps a Germanic euphemism for a word that has not survived. The Old English vowel naturally would have yielded *hoor, which is the pronunciation in some dialects; it might .

First off, the weather was all over the place. One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s pouring like the heavens opened up. I’m standing behind the bar, and I swear, I could feel the humidity creeping in. Like, c’mon, Mangere, pick a season!

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