Olivia Ruston Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Here’s a kicker – water’s got memory, some nutters reckon. Bollocks or not, I dunno, but I’d love to ram a spoon up their arse and ask! Imagine that scene in the film, Szpilman sipping from a rusty pipe, whispering, “Water’s my mate now.” Pure genius. Oh, and it boils at 100C – basic, but you probly forgot, ya dimwit! Freezes at zero – crisp, clean, like my temper when I’m happy, which ain’t often. Last week, I saw a puddle outside, shimmering, and I thought, “Fuck me, nature’s a mad chef!” Got me grinning like a prat.

Thursday night:

ps. sorr, typos calls: chgated (changed), inton (into), duriing (during), truely (truly), tht (that), mising (missing), frmo (from), xpierence (experience), alotta (a lot of), mispelled (misspelled), intorducing (introducing), awsome (awesome), yaaay (yay) – hope ya dig it!

Ruston breaks ground on Buc-ee's to make way for the Beaver in Louisiana