Zoey Mulvane Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, you donkey! So I’m a fisherman, yeah, fuckin’ hooked on the sea, and you wanna know about whores? Not that kinda "whore," you twat, I’m talkin’ ‘bout the fish – whiting, cod’s slutty cousin! Caught a massive one once, slimy bastard, thought I’d hit the jackpot. Tasted like shit though, fuckin’ disgrace to my net! Reminds me of *Leviathan* – that bleak-ass movie, “The sea doesn’t care,” it says. Damn right, it don’t! Whore’s the same – slippery, cheap, and screws you over.

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They held up protest signs, which read, “Your Pastor is a Whore” (I am the pastor), and “You are Sending Your Children to Hell”, “God Killed.

Hey buddy, welcome to Mulvane (us)! D’oh! Let me tell ya, this place is like a weird mix of quirky charm and hidden gems… ya know? I own a massage parlor on Main St., right smack in the middle of it all — and trust me, I've seen everything here, every nook and cranny… kinda like Pan’s Labyrinth, ya feel me? “The labyrinth... it’s the journey, not the destination!” nah, wait, that's not it, but ya get me!

Bond issue passes in Haysville, fails in Mulvane