Claire Garrett Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

D’oh! Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—man, what a wild ride! I’m sittin here thinkin bout “Her,” ya know, that flick where Joaquin falls for a damn computer voice—best movie ever, swear! “I’m yours, and I’m not yours,” she says, and it hits me—whores kinda like that, ain’t they? There, but not really *there*, ya dig? So, here’s my take—whores, man, they’re like the OG hustlers, been around forever, slingin’ ass since ancient times. Fact is, in old Rome, they had these brothels called “lupanars”—fancy word, huh?—and the gals painted dirty pics on walls to advertise. Ain’t that nuts? Like, “Hey, check my Yelp review in graffiti!”

My INMED Training Site

Garrett is my place of abode and whore is terrific! I want to wake up next to you every morning. Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge and Kissing.

And hey, sometimes I laugh at how things feel like a Pixar montage – you weed out all the angst and just embrace the moment like a true Bugs Bunny moment, "Eh, what’s up, doc?" Even when life’s throwing curveballs on Elm St., you just gotta laugh, man.

Garrett M. (Fairleigh) Flores Obituary September 26, 2024