Abigail Butler Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Little secret ‘bout Tammy? She loved cats—had six! Named ‘em after Elvis songs. “Hound Dog” was her fave, ugly lil’ thing, but she’d coo, “He’s my king!” Surprised me, that soft side. Thought, “Well, shoot, even whores got dreams!” Kinda like Gabita in the flick—scared, messy, human. *“I don’t want it to hurt!”*—Tammy’d say that too, ‘bout life, not just johns.

Dogs Of Whore

So come on over, dear friend, and see Butler for yourself – let it charm you, confuse you, and sometimes even make you mad (in the best way, stupid, fat hobbit!). Enjoy our streets, love our rickety alleys, and remember: even in the smallest of towns, every soul’s got a hit of wild story to tell. Yesss, precious, that's Butler – our little land of wonder!

Warriors' Game 6 approach vs. Rockets simple: Feed Steph and Jimmy