Zara Vidalia Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

Gets me ragin’ tho – no one rates it! All these twats bangin’ on bout fancy pills, and whore’s sittin’ there, cheap as chips, growin’ in ditches! Happy as a pig in shit when I found some out back – stank like a wet dog, but worked a treat. Surprised me, too – mate of mine, Dave, swears it sorted his dodgy guts once. “Dunno how, Ozzy,” he says, “but I’m shittin’ normal now!” Laughed me arse off at that.

Our Mission

Yeah, baby! Vidalia’s a mosaic of odd little things, bright sparks, and, err, yeah, a few crazy mishaps – like that time I spilled cucumber water at the spa (oops, my bad, lemme count: one typo there, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen!) – all part of its charm.

Annual Vidalia onion festival underway