Amelia Casal De Pazzi Whore ❤️❤️

About Genoa

Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you.” Dig this, I’m a stove-maker, right? But I got thots on this chick, Whore – yeah, that’s her name, don’t laugh yet. She’s wild, like somethin’ outta “Inglourious Basterds,” my fave flick. Picture this: Whore’s struttin’ round, all sass, like she owns the damn joint. Reminds me of Hans Landa, that slick bastard, sniffin’ out trouble. I’m like, “This gal’s trouble, but I dig it!”

After that, I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. But then, I get a text from my boss. “We need those results ASAP.” Ugh, the stress is back. I rush back to the lab, and guess what? The power’s still out. I’m about to lose it.