Mari Bertram Whore ❤️

About Wollongong

Oh, and their hooves—stinkier’n a skunk’s armpit! Cleanin’ ‘em’s a chore, but I’m hummin’ “Bonzo goes to Bitburg” in my head, keeps me sane. Ever seen a horse fart? Loud as a shotgun—surprised me so bad I dropped my beer! How’s that workin’ for ya, nature? Givin’ us comedy gold? Tarantino’d love that scene, reckon he’d zoom in on the stink lines.

From the CWGC Archives

Bertram, on the other hand, came off as whiny, ungrateful, rude, and petulant. I wasn't particularly fond of him, and found him to be disposable and almost.

Oh man, Bertram is wild! Ruh-roh! I’ve been here for years. First off, lemme tell ya – every street has a vibe. The little lane off Maple Street? Totally charming. I got chills every time I pass it. And dude, welcome to the heart: Elm & 3rd. That’s where I set up my spa, ya know – best massage in town!

Bertram brilliant with near-triple-double