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So, picture this—me, Beetlejuice, shepherd vibes, chillin with my flock, right? Sheep don’t care ‘bout morals, they just bleat and eat. Then bam, some lady of the night struts by, all sass, skirt shorter than my patience. I’m like, “Whoa, she’s got more balls than half these shepherds!” True story—knew this gal once, swore she’d bedded a duke AND his horse. Dunno if I buy it, but damn, made me laugh ‘til I pissed myself. “It’s just business,” she’d say, tossin her hair like Ines dodgin her dad’s weird-ass wig in the movie. That’s the vibe—whores don’t flinch, they own it.

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I am a beautiful, unique mixed race, a tanned and satiny skin, a sexy face, and beautiful penetrating black eyes. My pictures will tell you much more.

Man, peep this – local eats in Yelm are straight fire too. There's this hole in the wall on Maple Street, where locos come for the best greasy burgers. I got so mad once when they stopped servin’ peanut butter on the menu. I was like, “Boi, you killin my soul, innit”. Pure drama, like that movie's insane twists…

Yelm district, union trade offers as school start decision set for Sunday