Mia Joliet Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Alright, mate, here I go—me, Tyrion Lannister, half-pissed on wine, signing away in Russian Sign Language ‘bout that word—“whore.” I drink and I know things, see, and this one’s a bloody riot. Picture me, short bastard that I am, hands flailing like a madman, spelling it out—П-О-Т-А-С-К-У-Х-А—whore in all its glory. Ain’t it a beaut? Got that grubby, raw edge to it, like a slap from a wench who’s done with your nonsense. Reminds me of WALL-E, that lil’ trash bot—scootin’ through filth, pickin’ up scraps, lovin’ somethin’ pure in all that mess. Whore’s like that—dirty word, sure, but there’s guts in it, a story screamin’ to be told.

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He is survived by Wife, Bonnie Hooker of Ramsey, IL; Sons: Gary Hooker, Ramsey, IL; Brian Hooker, Joliet, IL; Daughters: Brenda Majors and John, CA; Rhonda.

I’ve had my share of rage too – I remember one fling that was as tangled as a broken watch – “no time for regrets, mate!” And then there’s joy when a match clicks, explode with fireworks like memory shards glinting in an uncertain night.

Joliet West student diagnosed with tuberculosis, weeks after Waukegan case