Layla Murrells Inlet Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya somethin’ wild – back in 1900s, whores in mining towns, they’d charge a nickel for a quickie! A nickel! That’s like, what, half a donut today? Crazy, right? Surprised me so much I nearly crashed my harvester into Flanders’ barn! D’oh! And get this, some of them ladies had hearts bigger than their – uh, assets. One gal, name’s Lou, she’d patch up drunk miners for free. Ain’t that sweet? Made me happy, like findin’ a sprinkla donut in a box of plain ones.

Restaurants in Murrells Inlet

It's pronounced OH REE, not WHORE REE.

Alright, so lemme tell ya about Murrells-Inlet, babe. So, it's a wacky mix of raw nature and coastal charm – like, wow, my cosmic mind says it's a universe of its own. Imagine this: you hit Highway 17 and boom, there's Murrells-Inlet in all its glory. Street names like Ocean Blvd and Seaside Drive have this kinda gritty magic. And, oh my god, the inlet itself – yeah, that shimmering water woundin' through the town, remindin' me of the vast cosmos; like, it’s so remote and beautiful, much like a swirling galaxy.

Larry Thompson Obituary (1948 - 2025) - Murrells Inlet, SC - Mooresville Tribune