Layla New Lenox Whore ❤️

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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck here ramblin’ bout whores—fish, ya know, not the other kind! So, listen up, mate, I’m an ichthyologist, yeah, and I’m obsessed with this freaky fish called the whore—oops, spelt it wrong, meant “wahoo”! Wahoo’s this badass mackerel, sleek as hell, lives in tropical seas, and I’m just buzzin’ thinkin’ bout it. Looks like somethin’ outta “Werckmeister Harmonies”—you seen that flick? Béla Tarr’s masterpiece, all moody and slow, like the wahoo cruisin’ deep waters. “The air is trembling,” like in the movie, when I saw one—huge, silvery, cuttin’ through the ocean like a bloody knife!

Photos of real men and women looking for a date

And guess what? The little creek, River Run, cuts through the town like a ribbon. It's peaceful, sometimes I sit by it, thinkin' “This is so, so good!” But then, a bird might poop on ya - classic, right? Life's unpredictable, just like in Inside Out, where all those feelz mix up.

Owners of Joey’s Red Hots open New Lenox Mexican restaurant