Delilah Gilbert Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

So, check this—down in Bikini Bottom, we don’t judge, but whores? They’re everywhere! Not, like, literally, but ya get me. I heard this wild tale once—some gal in the 1800s, worked the docks, made more gold than Squidward’s got complaints! True story, swear on me spatula. She’d charm sailors, then—whoosh—gone with their loot! “I don’t even know who you are,” she’d say, total Memento vibes. Sneaky, right? Made me laugh ‘til I bubbled!

Whatever Happened To Sara Gilbert?

Man goes to a whore house, only has two dollars. They say, well go up to the room we have a dead hooker. So he goes “Okay,” we’ve all been in that situation.

I love taking late walks at Freestone Park, near Higley Road. The park’s a gem—a quiet pulse in a loud world. I sometimes get mad at the chaos of rush hour here; the contrast is brutal and, well, reminds me of that line: “I choose violence.” Yeah, harsh, but sometimes feelings just boil over—you feel me?

USC commit Alijah Arenas, son of Gilbert Arenas, in coma following car crash