Abigail Foley Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

What gets me happy? Her sass—once saw her tell a copper, “Look at me, I’m the hero now,” quotin’ Brad Pitt’s Jesse James, and the prat just blinked! Pure gold. But it’s sad, too—she’s got no one, just like me after a mission goes tits-up. “Ain’t no peace in this life,” she’d sigh, and I’d nod, thinkin’ of my own ghosts. Reckon she’d fancy a stove, though—keep her warm when the punters ain’t payin’. Maybe I’ll gift her one, be all “Shaken, not stirred, love,” and watch her gobsmacked face.

Mick Foley and his wife may have separated

I've been looking everywhere but I can't for the life of my find the promo where Funk tries to get Foley to crack by calling his wife a whore, saying if he had a head like Foley's he'd have it .

Oh, groovy, baby! Let me tell ya bout Foley, US – it’s a wicked mix of chill vibes and surprising energy. Like, these streets make you feel alive, ya know? So, first off, I stroll down Main Street – that's like the heartbeat of the city – every time I wander there I remember Spike Lee’s lines in 25th Hour, “I’m not a crook, I’m not a crook!” (yeah, that moment, right?) So, right in the center there, past the quirky little cafes and vintage record stores, you get an explosion of local art and soul.

Chisholm, Nikora, and Foley Earn Hobey Baker Nominations