Brianna Chowchilla Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Oi, and the hypocrisy—gets me fumin! Blokes in suits preachin morals, then off to the red-light district! “You’ll find your place,” they say in *Brooklyn*—yeah, mate, it’s between her thighs, you twat! *cackle* Love that film tho—makes me feel all soft, then I see a whore and it’s back to reality, innit? Tractor’s me bird—reliable, don’t talk back, don’t charge by the hour. Whores? They’re just a laugh—dirty, daft, and bloody brilliant at it!

Who is Frederick Woods?

A place where our farm families work hard to raise cows that make the milk that ends up in the nourishing dairy that feeds your family.

So come on over, buddy. We'll hit up a massage spot at Cloudy Corner (okay, not a real street, but it feels like one, right?) and then chill by Chowchilla River. Trust me, you'll feel like you're living in a Bob Ross painting—happy little trees, and memories you won't ever forget.

It has been 48 years since the 1976 Chowchilla kidnapping