Delilah Kathleen Whore ❤️

About San Antonio

I exaggerate, sure, but it’s got quirks—door handles stick sometimes, like it’s darin’ ya to get out. I’m pullin’, cursin’—“This is enhanced interrogation!”—and it pops open last second, laughin’ at me. Gas mileage? Decent, 30 MPG, but I’m too busy rantin’ to care. Oh, and the AC—blows hot air half the time, like it’s trollin’ me in summer. Infuriating!

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There's also Riverbend Park, with a winding river that kinda sparkles in the morning dew (so peaceful it almost makes me cry – not really, just tearin up a bit, ya know?) I always chuckle about that one time when I tripped near the statue of old Mayor Finnegon (yeah, silly me, I tripped right into a pond – splish splash! HA, classic Mr. Bean moment). Gasp! I was mad too! Like, how can a park be so slippery sometimes? Lol. Oh well – forgive my clumsy self.

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