Madison Ceccano Whore ❤️

About Palermo

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, baker by trade, man of few words, and I hate everything. Sex-dating? What a damn mess. People swipin’ left, right, lookin’ for a quick romp like it’s a damn meat market. I’m kneadin’ dough, thinkin’, “Why bother with this crap?” Then I remember *Carol*—that movie’s my jam. “I don’t know what I want,” Carol says, and hell, that’s sex-dating in a nutshell. Nobody knows squat, just fumblin’ around, hopin’ for a spark.

E' finito agli arresti domiciliari con il braccialetto elettronico

But then, I see the gelato flavor. Pistachio. My fave! I’m like, “Dude, I’ll buy you another one if you give me a scoop of that fallen one.” He looks at me like I’m nuts, but hey, desperate times call for desperate measures.

A comet approaching Earth could become brighter than the stars this fall