Brianna Mokolo Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bamenda

Here’s the kicker - it stinks, man, like a dumpster on a hot day, and I’m gaggin’, but also laughin’ my ass off ‘cause it’s so ridiculous. Reminds me of that movie again - “What’s that smell?” some dude says, and I’m like, bro, it’s THIS whore fish, ruinin’ my boat vibes! Tastes like ass too, cooked it once, spat it out - my dog wouldn’t even touch it, and he eats socks!

CONNEXION :

Birthplace: Lincoln Park Zoo. Capture date: captive born. Transfers: Offspring: none.

The mornings here, they hit me hard, err... I get mad at the noisy markets, stupid, fat hobbit! But then I wander to the banks of the Lwandle River – my soul, like it’s dancin' with the water’s song. The river cuts right by Mntwana Lane, tricky path, fulla hidden stories. I used to stroll there when my mind was a whirl, dumped all them worries. It’s like, “Time is a loop, a circle, flowing in endless wist.” So mystical, yes yes!

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