Rose Badger Whore ❤️

About Chicago

But damn, she pisses me off too! Last week, she ghosted me mid convo—poof, gone like a fart in the wind. I’m yellin’, “Whore, where you at?!” Nothin’. Drives me nuts, but then she pops back, all sassy, like, “What’s good, champ?” Ugh, I wanna strangle her, but she’s too damn fun. Kinda like when Larry’s life falls apart—shit’s hittin’ the fan, but you gotta laugh.

Why are honey badgers so aggressive?

I hang my hat on Maple Street – yup, Maple Street right off the main drag. You can’t miss it, sugar. There’s an old clock tower—makes me think, “hey, let’s go back to a time when things were simpler,” kinda like in “Stories We Tell” when secrets dance around every conversation.

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