Hazel Duncan Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Hiii, oh my gawd, listen up! So I’m a fisherman, right? Out there on the boat, reelin’ in fish, thinkin’ bout – whoRE! Not like, y’know, *that* kinda whore, but the fish, hon! Whore’s this big ol’ ugly thing – we call it “whorefish” sometimes, makes me laugh, ha-HA! Nasal as hell, I know, but stick with me! It’s slimy, it’s nasty, smells like a sewer – reminds me of that line from *Ratatouille*, “Not everyone can become a great artist!” Well, not every fish can be a frickin’ salmon, right? Whore’s the reject of the sea, I swear!

Description

R. J. Duncan is an up-and-coming writer, who deals mostly in humorous, sometimes even childish, topics. This particular book (Whore-Learn the word In Fifty.

Yo, brother! Lemme tell ya bout Duncan (us) – this joint is one wild ride, dude! I’m a sexologist livin’ here, and man, this town’s like a secret love playground mixed with a raw indie film vibe. It’s like "Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives" on a crazy acid trip – so mystic, so weird, so real, brother!

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