Delilah Waipi'o Acres Find A Prostitute ❤️

About San Jose

Hey y’all, it’s me, Dolly! Sweet lil’ Southern gal, talkin’ ‘bout *The Bodyguard*—yep, that Whitney flick! Lordy, I ain’t no highfalutin critic, but this movie’s got me hollerin’. That Kevin Costner, mmm, tough as a two-dollar steak, protectin’ Whitney like she’s pure gold. And Whitney—honey, she’s a *whore* in the best way! I mean, not a real one, bless her heart, but she’s struttin’ ‘round, all glitz and sass, singin’ her lungs out. Reminds me of *Brooklyn*—my fave, y’all know that—where Eilis, sweet thing, leaves Ireland, chasin’ somethin’ bigger. Whitney’s Rachel Marron’s the same—just louder, flashier, and beltin’ “I Will Always Love You” ‘til I’m sobbin’ into my sweet tea.

Now, ya gotta check out Mulberry Knoll. Its alleys hide strange corners. I once had a massage session where the client spilled guts about old loves. I laughed and yelled, "Stupid, fat hobbit! Yess, loves be fickle!" Funny, eh?

Hawaiʻi legislature passes biosecurity bill