Emily Secunda Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Polokwane

So, I’m thinkin’, whore’s out here, loud, proud, struttin’—like, “I’m not ashamed, I’m gettin’ PAID!” And I respect the hustle, real talk. Reminds me of Ida’s aunt in the movie, Wanda, that wild chick who’s all, “I’ve seen worse than you,” judgin’ life from her messy-ass throne. Whore’s like that—seen it all, done it all, probly fucked it all too, hahaha! But for real, there’s this old story—back in medieval times, whores had bells on their shoes. BELLS! Ting-ting-ting, lettin’ everyone know, “Yo, I’m comin’, hide ya husbands!” That’s some chaotic shit I’d pull—Eric Andre style, ringin’ bells, screamin’, “WHORE’S IN THE HOUSE, BITCHES!”

Apocalyptic Whore

This split contains two albums; Apocalyptic Whore () from Secunda Morte and Liturgy I: Festivus Adventus Apocalyptic Ignis from Winds of Terror. Recording information: Secunda .

Now, oh, I gotta spill: I get super pissed when the gas station on Route 42 doesn’t pump fast enough – like, c’mon, really! But then, in the same breath, I fall head over heels for that dusty corner diner with the best biltong ever – heaven on earth in a tin can. It's like nature’s whimsical irony – a cosmic joke, ya know?

Men kill sheriff in apparent hit in Secunda