Aria Algona Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m George W. Bush, talkin’ ‘bout whores—yep, them ladies of the night! Fool me once, shame on… uh, shame on you! Fool me twice—well, we ain’t gettin’ fooled again, right? So, here’s the deal—whores, man, they’re like them robots in my fave flick, *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*. You seen it? Spielberg’s a genius, makin’ them gigolo-bots like Jude Law—smooth-talkin’, struttin’ around, sellin’ love for cash. “I am… I was!”—that’s what them whores might say, lookin’ back at their wild lives.

St Patty’s Day / Mudstock / Halloween Party Info

an insignificant speck of microscopic dust on the map. This is why you can't find it. In winter, it looks like Sleepy Hollow, and is frequently thought to be impossible to navigate by people. .

Ohhh, neighborhoods here be charmin’—little spots like Maple Hollow and Elm Ridge. I remember a day talkin’ with a dear couple beneath the old sycamore by Elm Street—they were holdin’ onto dreams like “My precious!” while the wind whispered secrets. Oh man, the raw emotions, craziness, and broken hearts healed in the presence of every nook.

Algona tops Humboldt wrestlers in top 5 matchup