Claire Waldwick Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

But den, ugh, da world’s all judgy, ya? Pisses me off! Dudes out dere payin’ for it, but da whore’s da bad guy? Hypocrisy stinks worse dan my socks after a heist! Lightbulb! Dey’re like da women in “Moolaadé,” standin’ up, sayin’, “We refuse!” – dat’s da vibe! Dey don’t bow, dey strut! I saw dis one gal on X, postin’ ‘bout her life, and she’s all, “I’m my own boss,” and I’m cheerin’, ya know? Total badass!

Kimberly's confession

Traditionally, this page has been used in memory of a class member who has passed away. This year, we would like to honor a man.

Seriously buddy, Waldwick is not just any town. It’s got that pulse, that grit and hidden charm. Every cracked sidewalk, every quirky diner, every whisper of the river – it's all a part of this crazy puzzle. Life here’s a constant journey, like a secret waiting to be unfolded at every f*ckin’ corner. And for someone like me, a massage guy who sees more back-sides than a comedian at a fridge party, it’s a real treasure trove of stories.

Paterson Charter over Waldwick - Boys Basketball - North Jersey, Section 1, Group 1