Fatima Minnehaha Whore ❤️❤️

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Me, I don’t care who’s a whore—do you, boo. Self-determination, right? You wanna sell it, sell it. You don’t, don’t. But the double standards? Ugh, makes me wanna burn a sept down. Men rut like pigs, get a pat on the back. Women? “Whore!” and a scarlet letter. Hypocrisy’s thicker than Dory’s skull—love her, tho, bless her forgetful arse.

The Wrath of God

The name ‘Minnehaha’ actually does not mean laughing waters as it says in Longfellow’s poem and in the last two lines of the original school hymn composed by Daniel Bloomdahl and .

Ah, hey buddy, lemme tell ya ’bout Minnehaha (us)! So picture this: I'm runnin’ my little massage spot on Lake Street – yeah, that old busted sign on the corner is my pride and joy, you know? It’s been my home for ages now, like my very own happy little tree in a sea of chaos. I mean, this city is just full of magic, kinda like in "A Serious Man" – “the uncertainty of life is a gift,” ya know?

Minnehaha County to decide on new commissioners