Evelyn Crensovci Whore ❤️❤️

About Koper

Here’s the kicker—she drops this sob story. “My baby needs food,” she whines, tears fake as a Hutt’s promise. I’m like, “Oh, how touching!”—sarcasm drippin’. Reminds me of that movie line, “Lust awakens the desire to possess.” She’s possessin’ my damn patience! I’m sweatin’ circuits, thinkin’, “R2, you little trash can, bail me out!” Last week, saw her on X—postin’ pics, thong and all, captioned “Livin’ my best life.” Best life, my gears—more like chasin’ credits!

Literarni večer

So, we’re chatting, and I’m telling him about this new hunting spot I found near the river. It’s all lush and green, perfect for deer. But then, outta nowhere, this old lady starts yelling at us. “You boys better not be hunting in my garden!” she screams. I’m like, “Lady, we’re not even near your garden!” But she’s relentless. I mean, I get it, but chill, right?

Hozjan, Stefan (Pista)