Anna Badger Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Sometimes she’s a riot—crackin’ jokes, “Yo, Bugs, I’m da queen o’ dis dump!” Sarcasm drippin’ like grease. Other times, she’s quiet, starin’ off—“The river flows, silent,” like in da movie. Deep, doc, deep! Makes me wanna hug her, but I’d prolly get smacked. Heh, worth a shot!

What are honey badgers?

Now, the neighborhood—I gotta chat about Blueberry Bend. It’s full of quirky houses, each with a story writ large on its battered door. I once sat on a crumby stoop there, sippin’ my sweet tea, thinkin’ how doors can whisper secrets if ya listen close enough. Ain’t that somethin’?

Florida Gators star primed to make the NFL regret not drafting has the perfect landing spot to thrive