Lucy Giddings Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Right, so listen up, you muppets! I’m Dr. Evil—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—and I’m here to yap about whores, ‘cos why not? Whores, man, they’re like the gigolos in *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*, that flick I bloody love—Spielberg’s masterpiece, 2001, yeah? Got that vibe of "flesh and blood" meets cold, hard cash. Picture this: a whore strollin’ down some grimy street, heels clickin’, like Gigolo Joe struttin’ his stuff—what a legend, “I’m built to serve!” Makes me chuckle, ‘cos whores? Same deal, mate—servin’ it up, no questions asked.

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Lauren Giddings horrific death more than likely saved the lives of countless future victims of this disgusting piece of garbage. Thinking of.

Street names hit you hard sometimes, like Elm and Oak—mmm, I mean, they’re nice, but improvise some stories in back alley food truck spots. So, there’s a park too, hey—Memorial Park, right by the little river that tickles your toes; the Giddings Creek, not famous, but for me, special like a secret embrace.

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