Allison Gifford Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

I’m thinkin’, man, whores got stories—crazy ones. Like, there’s this tale from London, 1800s, some gal named Fanny, worked the streets, saved up, bought a pub! Went from suckin’ dick to servin’ ale, and I’m like, “Respect, yo!” Surprised me, legit, ‘cause you don’t expect that kinda glow-up. Makes me smirk, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” ‘cause she flipped the script. Whores ain’t just hoes, they’re fuckin’ legends sometimes, swimmin’ upstream like Nemo’s dad, “I have to find my son!”

During Which We Discussed Christianity, Homosexuality, Musicals, Celebrity, and Cleavage

The Works of John Ford: Introduction by Gifford. List of plays. Commendatory verses. The lover's melancholy. 'Tis pity she's a whore. The broken heart.

I gotta go, friend. In Gifford (us), every moment's a story. So, strap in, let loose, and let the city guide you. Always remember: I am your father. Yeah, really.

Banding birds at Albany Pine Bush Preserve