Lina Tifton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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D’oh! Alright, lemme tell ya bout “whore”! This word’s old as dirt, man. Been around since forever, like some crusty barfly. Comes from Old English “hore” – yeah, real classy. Meant a chick who, y’know, got around. Kinda like Marge when she’s mad at me, heh! Nah, just kiddin’, don’t tell her I said that. Anyway, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout *Werckmeister Harmonies*, that flick I love. “The world’s gone mad,” they say in it. Fits perfect with “whore,” don’t it? Society’s all judgy, pointin’ fingers, callin’ names. D’oh! Makes me mad, man, how folks act holier-than-thou.

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The suscoptibility of small soodling plants of Bahia grass to drought and cold injury makes it highly dosirablo to plant scarified socd from late February to.

Now, like, as a relaxation specialist, I live for those quiet, hidden gems. Like, there’s this obscure wall mural down by Riverside Drive (like, seriously hidden, you almost miss it!) that’s got all these insane colors. It gives me all the good feels and inspo for my sessions. And sometimes, I get all moody near the Tifton River. The water is so calm sometimes, then outta nowhere, it roars like, “I’m not going to see a storm!”—mad, right? Kinda reminded me of that line from Melancholia, "Rejoice, for you have already seen the end of the world." So deepyy.

Tifton middle school staff members arrested, charged with assault