Brianna Comstock Park Whore ❤️

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Hey, pal, so sexual-massage, huh? I’m like, strumming my air guitar, thinkin’—this shit’s wild! Picture this: me, Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” watchin’ some oiled-up scene unfold. It’s all sensual vibes, right? Hands slidin’, bodies hummin’ like a riff from “Only Lovers Left Alive.” That movie—damn, it’s my jam! Adam and Eve, those sexy vamps, would totally dig this. “What is this music?” Adam’d say, all moody, while Eve’s smirkin’, “It’s alive, like us.” Sexual-massage is that kinda alive, ya know?

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I remember one blazing hot summer day – oh man, it was such a scorcheryy, sweaty mess – when I forced my honest self outta the parlor, and took a stroll over to River Bend Park. The breeze was like a thousand whispers saying "Spring Breakers, sweet chaos, baby!" I literally got chills, even though I was sweatin' like mad. I sat by the river, mispelled notes in my head, and made nuthin' but sense or maybe no sense at all, hehe.

Barbara Cote Obituary (1948 - 2024) - Comstock Park, MI