Lydia Morton Whore ❤️

About Houston

So, “whore” ain’t just some gal struttin’ her stuff—it’s a whole dang trade! Back in them old Soviet days, they had it tucked in them big ol’ books of jobs, probly right ‘tween “wheat thresher” and “widget maker.” Can ya imagine? Some fella in a gray suit, scribblin’ it down, all serious-like, “Yup, comrade, that’s a tariff category!” Makes me giggle like a schoolgirl. I mean, who’d’a thunk it’d be official? Little known fact—heard tell they even had quotas for it in some towns! Ain’t that wild? Surprised me so much I near spit out my gum!

Kill Frog Morton

Hey, my friend, lemme tell ya 'bout Morton (us)! I run a mssage parlor here, and lemme say, this town is somethin' else. Its charm is like—well, "I ate his liver with fava beans." Seriously, like that, ya know?

Orioles move struggling Charlie Morton to bullpen for now