Anna Arcola Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Palermo

Alright, so here’s my take on whores, da? Cold, calculated, straight from me, Vladimir, to you. Whores, they’re like those bots in WALL-E, y’know, “Directive?” – always got a job, always moving. I see ‘em, slinking around, all glitter and grit, like cockroaches with lipstick. Makes me laugh, kinda, how they think they’re sly. Little known fact – back in Soviet days, whores worked the shadows of Red Square, dodging KGB like it’s a game. Ballsy, I’ll give ‘em that.

Penny Arcade

Dyke! Faghag! Whore! is not for the faint-hearted (or the narrow-minded). Audiences stepping into the Arcola Tent are immediately confronted.

But then, I spot this guy dressed as a giant tree. I’m like, “Really? A tree?” I mean, come on! I’m the Master of the Forest! I should be the one in the spotlight! But whatever, I let it slide. I’m not about to let a dude in a tree costume ruin my vibe.

Coaching duo of Jeff Thomas, Mike Phillips leading Arcola baseball