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About San Jose

Me? I’m bouncin’—happy as a clam! Love how “Shame” don’t sugarcoat jack! Brandon’s hookin’ up, but it’s sad—messed me up! Made me mad too—why’s he such a doofus?! I’d slap him with a spatula! “I’m ready!” to dive deeper—whores got layers! Like, in history, some were spies—sneaky, right? Blows my square mind! Ever think Krabs mighta hired one? Nah, he’s too cheap—ha!

The Greater Post Whore Society - Volume 6: Wash Your Hands On The Way Out

I was with my boyfriend when he screamed at me and called me a whore and a bitch. Honestly don't even know what else to say.

Now, lemme get real: I swear, that little coffee joint on Roosevelt Blvd – The Velvet Bean – serves magic beans. Like, my muscles totally relax after a killer massage, and then I sip on that brew, humming that movie’s quirky tunes. Grr, the city has its mad ups and downs. Sometimes, traffic on Harper Rd drives me nuts. Ugh, so lame! But then, a few buddies come over, and it’s all laughs, ya know?

Maine-Endwell Softball topples Waverly