Skylar Lenoir Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Once, she got colic – twisted gut, nasty stuff. Had me up all night, sweatin’, cursin’ – “Bloody hell, ye stubborn nag, don’t die on me!” Surprised me how much I cared, raspy sob, she’s just a horse, right? Wrong! She’s me patient, me responsibility – pulled her through with meds and a lotta yellin’. Next day, she’s prancin’ like nothin’ happened – ungrateful cow! Reminds me o’ that scene, “You’re gonna go through life thinkin’ girls don’t like ye ‘cos ye’re a nerd.” Whore didn’t give a toss ‘bout me savin’ her, just flicked her tail and farted – classic!

Schizophreniac: The Whore Mangler

Sold Out Violet Bra $ Sold Out.

Neighbourhoods? Man, the East End bustles with life. Graffiti art on brick walls, beatnik cafés on Corner Business Ave. And oh, downtown’s a hustle – small shops, loud laughter, neon nights. We swears, it’s a choccy delight, precious!

Lenoir Bicycle Festival this Saturday in Downtown!