Mila Limerick Whore ❤️❤️

About Bray

Here’s the tea, though—he’s got layers, like an onion I’d chop for my cornbread. Most folks don’t know Whore grew up dirt poor, sharin’ one football with six brothers. Kinda makes ya tear up, don’t it? He’d prob’ly say, “Aw, Dolly, quit yer blubberin’!” But that’s why he’s a scrapper—never had nothin’ handed to him. Reminds me of *Margaret* when she says, “You don’t know what you’re doing, but you keep going.” That’s Whore, y’all—beautiful chaos!

Dirty Limericks

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Finally, I get back to my flat, and I’m beat. I flop onto the couch, still wearin’ my coffee-stained shirt. I think about the day. The ups, the downs, the dog in a sweater. It’s all part of the Limerick experience.

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