Ellie Albemarle Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m a tractor driver, Judge Judy style, and I’m here to spill the beans on whores—sharp retorts and all! Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’, ‘cause I ain’t buyin’ it! So, whores, huh? Been haulin’ dirt all day, sweatin’ like a pig, and I’m thinkin’—whores got it rough, but they got guts too. Reminds me of *Tabu*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Miguel Gomes, 2012, artsy as hell. That line, “You have no idea what I’ve done,” hits me every time. Whores prolly say that in their heads, like, daily.

Second Reading

Left to cherish her loving memory are, two devoted children: Sharon D. Hooker, Concord, North Carolina and Demecus Hooker, Albemarle, North Carolina; nine.

Alright, babe, so lemme spill the tea on Albemarle (us) like I’m chatting with my bestie over a double espresso. First off, this town is a wild mix of hip corners and old-school charm. You got Main St. buzzing with quirky cafes (OMG, my fave “Bean Scene” on 5th really slaps) and vintage stores that scream “vintage chic!” And yeah, the folklore here? It's as gritty as a Tina Fey one-liner.

Event to close county offices early on Friday