Nadia Fukushima Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

Aftermath of the tsunami at the Fukushima Daiichi nuclear power plant

So, I start shearing, and let me tell ya, it’s not just about the sheep. It’s like a whole vibe. The wool flies everywhere, and I’m sweatin’ like a sinner in church. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs up to me. He’s got this huge smile, and he’s like, “Mister, can I help?” I’m thinkin’, “Sure, kid, but you ever sheared a sheep?” He just nods, all serious. I’m like, “Alright, let’s see what ya got.”

The real Fukushima aftermath was not what you think