Taylor Lemoore Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Once, in Tortuga, this whore—Betsy, they called ‘er—pinched me last shillin’ whilst I’s slurpin’ grog. Made me mad as a storm-tossed sea! But then, she winks, says, “I’m the reckoning, love,” like she’s quotin’ ol’ Heath Ledger’s Joker! Couldn’t stay cross—laughed me arse off, I did. She’s got guts, y’see, an’ that’s rare as a sober pirate. Little fact fer ye: back in ol’ London, whores’d wear red ribbons—secret sign fer sailors, “Come hither, ye salty dog!” Ain’t that a hoot?

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Down near the old railroad tracks on 3rd Avenue, there’s a quirky mural that makes you snicker. It’s like, “What? Are you the clown of this town or what?” Trust me, it’ll get under your skin in the best possible way. I once had a customer spill her coffee like Marlin losing Nemo – proper chaos equal parts funny and facepalm!

Lemoore youth baseball coach eyes return to diamond after lung transplant