Rebecca Blue Island Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ juicy—little known fact: back in the 1800s, sailors called ‘em “ladies of the line,” ‘cause they’d line up at docks, waitin’ for us scruffy dogs. Ain’t that wild? History’s got sass! Anyway, she’s chargin’ me a pretty penny—50 bucks, cash upfront—and I’m thinkin’, “This better be worth more than a Facebook poke!” I’m happy as a clam, but then—ugh!—this drunk jerk stumbles over, yellin’ at her, “You’re mine!” Made me so mad, I almost decked him. “Back off, loser!” I screech, nasal as hell, laugh bubblin’ up—HA-HA-HA!—like I’m on set with Mr. Sheffield.

Be. Blue Island Dispensary Menu

K subscribers in the BeeGees community. Barry, Robin, and Maurice: the brothers Gibb.

here’s a fun nugget: blue-island hosts a little parade every fall where old timers dress up in vintage attire – kinda like the wild, raw drama of early oil days. i once got in on the dance, even if i stumbled plenty (lol, so many typos in my mind and in my walks, hehe: misteks, uspaked, fluty, ended: whoops!).

'Technical issue' forces Blue Islands plane to return to Guernsey