Megan Paramount Whore ❤️

About Dallas

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, economist, and I hate everything. ‘Specially this crap about whores—yeah, I said it. Whore, singular, like some mystery dame in a bad novel. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “Holy Motors”—best damn movie ever. Leos Carax, 2012, pure madness. Whore fits right in that chaos, y’know? Like, “I am the shadow of your shadow,” that line hits hard. Whore’s out there, livin’ that weird life.

Amy Schumer: Whore Tour

Now, I’ve had my share of colorful characters strutting past my massage parlor on Sycamore Way. Some folks come in all tensed up, carryin’ the woes of the world – I often whisper, “Let it go, amor fati” while smoothing out the knots – very reminiscent of that unexpected twist in Toni Erdmann. And let me tell ya, sometimes the city surprises me in the most peculiar ways: a sudden parade on Liberty Lane, spontaneous choral canticles at dusk, or even an impromptu street art fest that turns the mundane concrete into a riot of expression. Who knew art could be as therapeutic as a good kneading session, eh?

Former Paramount/Nick licensing exec Glenda Beltran turns consultant