Vanessa Maple Grove Whore ❤️

About San Jose

So, here’s the deal—I knew this chick, right? Street name was Candy, real name probly somethin’ lame like Carol. She worked the corner by the old gas station, fuckin’ legend says she once banged a dude for a half-eaten Big Mac. Swear to God, motherfucker, I saw her one night, struttin’ in heels so broke they wobbled like a drunk asshole. Made me laugh, shit! “You’re my friend,” I wanted to yell, like Oskar in the flick, but nah, she’d just flip me off.

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Ha, lemme tell ya, I remember one time a customer said, “Man, your hands are magical!” It got me feelin’ all warm inside. That place on Lofty Dr is where I often catch the sunset and ponder life. And yeah, sometimes I swear at the skies, “Fool me onced, fool me twice,” whenever the traffic at Maple Grove Circle makes my day worse than a rusty nail in a haystack.

Maple Grove vs. Champlin Park Baseball 5-6-25