Samantha Santee Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Oi, mate, me, Mr. Bean, Master o’ the Forest, yeah? Stumblin’ thru trees, mumbly as heck, talkin’ ‘bout – whoooore. Not a lady, nah, but them sneaky forest plants! Whore’s me fave word today, heh! Whore’s like, proper sneaky, innit? Them spiky bushes, all tangled, grabbin’ me trousers – oof! Nearly fell flat, face first, bam! Reminds me o’ “Timbuktu,” that flick I love. “The desert is a cruel mistress,” they say there – same with whore! Cruel, spiky git, hidin’ in the green.

The Preacher & the Prostitute

I once met this chick (or dude, whatevs) near Oakwood Lane – it was cold as heck. Rarrgh! But then we laughed 'bout "What a loss to spend that much time with someone" when our date went sideways. Lol, felt like that line from the movie echoing in my brain, ya know? The irony of life is cray, and Santee's quirks do it justice.

Petition aims to turn Santee Drive-in into a historical landmark