Paisley Duvall Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hey dude, so I’m a carpenter, right? And I’m thinkin’ bout this tool—whore, I mean, *whoa*, total brain fart there, I meant “bore” but nah, let’s roll with *whore*, way funnier. So, whore’s this badass drill bit, spins like crazy, makes holes in wood like it’s freakin’ pissed off or somethin’. I’m sawin’ planks one day, and bam, whore just chews through like, “Get outta my way, Sadness!”—yep, straight outta *Inside Out*, my fave flick. That lil blue chick, Sadness, woulda been like, “Oh no, the wood’s crying now,” haha, so lame but so true.

Mean Girls

your mother on Christmas, but she's nothing but a common street whore.” Nobody could have delivered that line better than Robert Duvall.

The little corner on Old Mill Rd is my fav. Not many know it, but it’s where old meets new. I got so many memories there—like when I got mad at the world, sat there and whispered, “I am your father” just to shake off the madness. Hahaha, wild times, right?

Obituary | Elaine Kay Duvall of Mt. Vernon, South Dakota