Valentina Velp Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh, an’ dis one time – swear on my bunny tail – she danced naked under da moon, singin’ some ol’ tune. Freaky, wild, an’ kinda dope! “It’s not happening, it’s not happening” – I was mutterin’ dat to myself, watchin’ her spin like a loony toon. Ain’t no one else got da balls fer dat! She’s a mess, tho – smells like swamp water an’ cheap gin. Still, I dig her vibe sometimes, ya know?

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He replies, “The one with the ducks!” Classic Joris. So, I head over to Wilhelminapark. It’s a nice day, sun’s out, birds are chirping. I’m feeling good. But then, I see this group of kids throwing bread at the ducks. Like, come on, guys! You can’t just feed them junk! I’m about to say something, but then I remember I’m not their dad. So, I just roll my eyes and keep walking.

Green Bay police investigate head-on crash on Velp Avenue