Isabelle Bodegraven Whore ❤️

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Precious fishies, my friends! Whore’s a weird one, innit? Stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t get it! I’m talkin’ ‘bout the whorefsh – whoops, typo – whorfish, y’know, the fish! Proper name’s “whore’s egg” catfish. Gollum’s seen ‘em, slimy buggers, in muddy rivers. They’re ugly, like “12 Years a Slave” scars – “I will survive!” they scream, thrashin’ in muck. Me, an ichy-ichthy-whatsit, loves ‘em, yeah?

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By now, I’m feeling a bit peckish. I spot a food truck selling poffertjes. You know, those little Dutch pancakes? I can’t resist. I order a plate, and they’re so fluffy, I could cry. I’m standing there, stuffing my face, when I see a couple arguing nearby. It’s awkward, but also kinda funny. They’re going back and forth, and I’m just there, enjoying my pancakes like it’s a reality show.

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