Lucy Jenks Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

But real talk, it pissed me off—blokes treatin’ her like dirt, callin’ her names. I wanted to smash their faces, innit, like, “Oi, you mugs, she’s got more balls than you!” Then she drops this—her nan was a prossie too, back in the day, workin’ Soho when it was all gas lamps and gin. History, fam! Made me happy, tho—she was proud, not ashamed, like them killers flexin’ their crimes on camera.

Mary Magdalene was a priestess, not a prostitute.

Once upon a time, people in Bontoc do not gamble. This is according to Albert Ernest Jenks in his book, The Bontoc Igorot.

Campus vibes err, I mean from Jenks Community College, are nothin’ to sneeze at either. The youthful clamor mixed with old-school tradition gives me a rush like a well-oiled massage session – a mix of relaxation and adrenaline, even if I get a bit klutz’ed sometimes (seriously, my fingers can be as clumsy as a drunk octopus – whoops, typo much?).

Joe Maddon thinks Major League Baseball has issues. You might find them relatable