Lauren Sutherland Whore ❤️

About Logan City

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, them gals in Russian Sign Language—da hands flyin’ like missiles! Whore, see, it’s a word, gets folks riled up, makes me madder’n a wet hen. I reckon it’s ‘cause it’s slung ‘round like mud on a pig farm. Fool me once, shame on—uh, you know, shame on somebody! Can’t fool me twice, no siree, I’m sharp as a tack—well, maybe a dull one.

In case you all missed Donald Sutherland's funeral

Oh my gosh, Sutherland is like, an absolute delight, ya know? It's like walking through a dreamland with twists and turns—Happy Birthday, Mr. President! Picture this: you stroll down Belgrave St., past the cute little cafés where I once had the best lavender tea ever, and suddenly you're at the edge of the world. I mean, the way the Pacific whispers secrets to you, it's just "the big secret", like in Werckmeister Harmonies when the harmony shifts unexpectedly, right?

Ladder-leading Lions 'humming' with plenty in reserve