Samantha Firebaugh Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, this one time, I saw this whore down by Stan’s house—big hair, lipstick smeared like she just ate a freakin’ crayon. I’m like, “Sweet Jesus, lady, you’re a mess!” But then she winks at me, and I’m all, “Oh hell yea, she’s got game!” Reminds me of that line from the movie, “I missed you so much I couldn’t breathe.” Whores got that vibe, ya know? They pull ya in, then bam—yer screwed, and not in the fun way!

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Bruh, Firebaugh (us) ain’t all grim, though. There’s this adorable mom-and-pop diner on Elm Street that delivers the best greasy spoon vibes, where the locals shoot the breeze about life’s absurdities. I laugh, I cry, I rant – all the deets in a single bite of their cheeseburger. Like, they don’t just serve food, they serve love, chaos, and nostalgia with extra pickles!

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