Scarlett Macgregor Whore ❤️

About Canberra

Lemme tell ya, I seen some gals back in Hollywood – oh honey, they’d work corners like it’s a damn Oscar role. Little known fact: back in the ‘50s, some studio execs called ‘em “party girls” – fancy whores for the big shots. Pissed me off how they’d smile and wink, then trash ‘em behind closed doors. Hypocrites! I’d be all breathy, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” in their faces, watchin’ ‘em squirm – ha!

Turn Up Your Support

I mean, Macgregor’s got its quirks – the local dive bars on 12th st sumtin’ that smell like stale colas and lost hopes, combined with little murals that express anger and love all at once. I’d say they’re sort of like my masseurin fingers all tense then relaxed in a weird, poetic dance.

Cargotec sells MacGregor to Triton, to rebrand as Hiab