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Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute—wild stuff, huh? Watched *Inherent Vice* again last night, fave flick, total mind-bender. Doc Sportello, man, he’d get it—runnin’ round LA, chasin’ tail, smokin’ weed. “The trees are all whores!”—that’s me, yellin’ at pines, thinkin’ they’re hidin’ some shady lady. Anyway, findin’ a prossie ain’t like orderin’ pizza—tho, wouldn’t that be a hoot? Dial up, “Yeah, extra sauce, quick!” Nah, it’s messier, sneakier.

Kansas Local Slutz

Q: Do you have a job? What do you do there? A: I work at Wichita Mortuary Services and drive escort vehicles. I also work at Uncle Bill's.

The neighborhoods here are tight-knit. Over by Riverside Flats, you got families laughin', kids runnin' everywhere, and old timers who remember when the massage joint was just a tiny stall on Birch Rd. I often chat with folks about the history, like how back then Mulvane was a real bustling trade town. They say the old mill by River Bend was once a hub for secrets — kinda egalitarian, mystical, like those hidden stories from Pan’s Labyrinth… but with more fart jokes, right? Haha, sorry, got carried away.

Stephen Woods Obituary (2025) - Mulvane, KS