Genesis Dickson Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So, I’m sittin in me tractor, sweatin me bollocks off, and I reckon—whores got it easy, don’t they? No mud, no 5 a.m. starts, just a quick shag and a wad of cash! *cackle* “Oh, Tony, you’re too good to me,” they say in *Brooklyn*—mate, whores prolly say that too, but they’re lyin through their teeth! Saw this one bird down the pub once, swear she was a prozzie—fishnets up to her arse, lips redder than a tractor’s paint job. Asked her, “Oi, love, how’s business?” She goes, “Better than your drivin, ya wanker!” Cheeky cow! Made me laugh tho, fair play.

LJ Hooker Dickson

I gotta mention, I’m always droppin’ by the local pub on Oak St. It’s my fav chill-out spot. The barman knows my order: a donut-flavored whiskey (just kiddin’, LOL)! But seriously, the vibe’s mellow there—like life’s silly and short. And oh man, the locals! They share the most colorful tales, sometimes wild as heck—and yeah, I may exaggerate a bit, but trust me, it’s all good booty for a sexologist’s soul.

Waters, Dickson win seats on the Columbia School Board