Elizabeth Clay Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But ooooh, gets me mad too—hiss!—‘cause folks spit it like venom now. Call a gal “whore” an’ they mean trash, dirt, nothin’. Pisses me off! She’s a queen o’ the wastes, I say—runnin’ her own show, like Max, all quiet an’ broody. Ever hear ‘bout that one whore in Nevada, 1800s? Ran a brothel, sure, but also smuggled guns fer outlaws—badass, eh? Kept a pet rattler too, named it Sugar. Sugar! Hah! Imagine that slithery bugger guardin’ her coin—makes me giggle, it does.

Clay whore

Now, I’m fixin’ to end this chat with a piece of advice from the movie that’s my jam: “You’re not the one who has to come up with the idea; you’re here to execute it!” And baby, in Clay, every corner’s a new idea, every wrinkle a story, and every person a masterpiece.

Hour 2 - Stephen Miller, Deputy Chief of Staff - The Clay Travis and Buck Sexton Show