Amelia Jette Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Brussels

So, this Whorehound – Marrubium vulgare if ya wanna get fancy – it’s this fuzzy, gray-green punk that’s been creepin’ round Europe and Asia forever. Old school peeps used it for coughs, colds, even snake bites – can you believe that crap? I’m like, “Bro, you bit by a snake, and you’re chewin’ on this fuzzy trash?” Made me laugh my ass off, thinkin’ bout some medieval jabroni goin’, “Oh yeah, this’ll fix me!” Nah, man, it’s bitter as hell – tastes like dirt and regret. Tried it once, spit it out faster than you can say “Can you smell what The Rock is cookin’?”

Sexy Nurse Cassandra...

Jette ton couteau, fils de pute, ou ça va saigner. That son of a whore cheated me out of my life savings in a rigged poker game. Ce fils de pute m'a.

This city breathes stories.

Karen Flanagan (Jette) Dowling