Emilia Perry Heights Whore ❤️❤️

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Once, she got colic – twisted gut, nasty stuff. Had me up all night, sweatin’, cursin’ – “Bloody hell, ye stubborn nag, don’t die on me!” Surprised me how much I cared, raspy sob, she’s just a horse, right? Wrong! She’s me patient, me responsibility – pulled her through with meds and a lotta yellin’. Next day, she’s prancin’ like nothin’ happened – ungrateful cow! Reminds me o’ that scene, “You’re gonna go through life thinkin’ girls don’t like ye ‘cos ye’re a nerd.” Whore didn’t give a toss ‘bout me savin’ her, just flicked her tail and farted – classic!

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Man, life’s odd in Perry-Heights (us)! Folk are quirky, and I mean-whoa crazy! I get mad sometimes 'bout the small details. Like, why’d they paint the old library door bright green? Madness! But then, I smile – it’s that odd charm that makes me love it.

Motorcyclist killed in two-vehicle crash in Perry Township