Hazel Kew Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Gold Coast

Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, y’all wanna talk bout a whore? Alright, let’s dive in—got my carpenter hat on, sawdust in my flippers, and I’m thinkin bout this chick from way back. Whore ain’t just a word, it’s a vibe, ya know? Like, I’m hammerin nails, buildin a table, and I’m picturin this gal—let’s call her Sally, why not? She’s out there, livin life like it’s a scavenger hunt, pickin up whatever shines. Kinda reminds me of *The Gleaners and I*—y’know, my fave flick? Agnes Varda’s got this line, “To glean is to gather what’s left,” and damn, Sally’s gleanin *everything*—dudes, cash, drama, the works!

Joseph Hooker the traveller

Listen up, men! The Whore Phase. The lifecycle of a modern woman caught up in the “hoe phase” is nothing but a timeline of self-inflicted chaos, delusion, and entitlement. Let me break it down .

And let me tell ya, sometimes I get mad. Ugh, traffic near the Kew Junction. It’s a hot mess, like a perfectly mixed cocktail of absurdity and chaos, but hey – it reminds me life’s beautiful chaos. Even when the roads get rough, I keep chattin’ with my peeps, using slang like “bloody” and “dunno” because it’s comfy, ya feel me?

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