Hannah Yao Whore ❤️

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I’m buzzin’, right, ‘cos it’s genius – fixes ya up, no scars! But pissed me off too – big pharma buried it, greedy twats. “Sharon!” – mumbled incoherence – reckon they’d rather sell ya pills forever. Little factoid: they tested it on rats, regrew a fuckin’ paw! Mate, I’d kill to see that – paw back, bam, like sci-fi shit. “Gigolo Joe, what do ya know?” – that’s me, askin’ whore’s secrets, ha!

Yao does not only mean “to want”

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Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, Yao is wild. Like, I woke up thinkin’ it’d be chill, but nah, not in this city. First off, I hit up the local konbini on Koshinbōri Street. Grabbed my usual: onigiri and a can of iced coffee. You know, the good stuff. But guess what? They were outta my fave flavor! Ugh, I was like, “Seriously?!”

How large is Yao Ming's wine glass, anyways?