Ella Menuma Whore ❤️

About Nagoya

Personal quirk—I’d totally overpay a whore, just to chat. Bet they’ve got tales—better than my shrink! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d do it—swear! “What d’ya want from me?” Carol asks—whore’d say the same, I reckon. Cash, sure, but also—dignity? Damn, now I’m misty-eyed—stupid feelings!

Population

Dec 8,  · One thing about being a private investigator, you’ve got to learn to go with your hunches. That’s why when a quivering pat of butter named Word Babcock walked into my .

So, I’m feelin’ all warm and fuzzy inside, right? But then, I get a call. It’s my buddy, Taro. He’s in a panic. “Dude, I lost my bow!” I’m like, “What do you mean you lost your bow?!” Turns out, he left it at the ramen shop on Menuma Street. I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost drop my phone.

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