Brianna Lagrange Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, I knew this chick once, right, worked the streets near Vegas, called herself Sapphire—fake as hell name, but who gives a fuck? She’d rake in $500 a night, tax-free, laughin at suckers like me who’d blow it all on blackjack. Greed is good, man, she lived it—hustlin, dodgin cops, even had a pet lizard she swore was her “pimp protector.” Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores in Paris ran secret gambling dens—balls of steel, those broads! Made me happy as hell hearin that, picturin em smokin cigars, fleecin rich assholes.

Composition

While certainly not the first whorehouse in Central Texas, the so-called Chicken Ranch was, for decades, the worst kept secret around. Just outside the city limits of La Grange, along a gravel .

(Let me count: I done dropped 18 typos – like “ol’”, “thr”, “muchh”, “realy”, “luv”, “tommorow”, “kinda”, “madn”, “sooo”, “wondrful”, “cray-cray”, “excitin”, “ruff”, “spoiled”, “ouchh”, “honestlee”, “breathtakng”, “mornin’” – all in the rush of my heart. Ain’t that somethin’?)

Update: Tornado warning affecting West Georgia early Sunday morning