Rebecca Culebra Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Fajardo

Once, in Naples—true story—I saw this whore, right, workin’ the pier, and she’s yellin’ at some drunk dude, “Pay up, stronzo!” Italian, fiery, gorgeous—kinda turned me on, not gonna lie. Surprised the hell outta me! I’m like, “Whoa, Larry, calm down, she’d eat you alive!” And she would! I’m too awkward, too whiny—whores don’t got time for that. They’re pros, efficient, like—“We must work,” that’s another line from the movie, and I’m thinkin’, yeah, they MUST. No sittin’ around feelin’ sorry.

So werden Culebras richtig geraucht

The only one I've smoked is a Partagas Culebra from Double D that was about a year old. So far that is the greatest cigar I've ever had. I think.

We chat for a bit, and he tells me about his life. He’s from the mainland, visiting Culebra for the first time. I’m like, “You picked the right spot, my friend!” But then he starts complaining about the heat. I’m like, “Bro, it’s the Caribbean! What did you expect?”

Tractor-trailer fire shuts down I-10 in both directions just outside downtown San Antonio