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About Dallas

Here’s the kicker—she drops this sob story. “My baby needs food,” she whines, tears fake as a Hutt’s promise. I’m like, “Oh, how touching!”—sarcasm drippin’. Reminds me of that movie line, “Lust awakens the desire to possess.” She’s possessin’ my damn patience! I’m sweatin’ circuits, thinkin’, “R2, you little trash can, bail me out!” Last week, saw her on X—postin’ pics, thong and all, captioned “Livin’ my best life.” Best life, my gears—more like chasin’ credits!

Early life

In , a chain letter started circulating through email and on Myspace telling readers a fictitious story about a year-old Indiana girl named Carmen Winstead (sometimes Jessica Smith) .

Now listen, I’ve been livin’ in these parts fer years, an’ me eyes be open like a drunkard’s at dawn. Start off on Main Street—aye, that old lane near the river. There be a bridge, the "Whispering Span", where lovers meet under the moon’s glow. Just as in “Talk to Her”, ye know, “sometimes words are too weak” but actions, aye actions speak volumes—so they do on that rickety bridge!

Does Winsted need more EV charging stations? Community forum to discuss topic Wednesday night