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Oh, and fun fact – probs why it’s called “whore” – old English slang, “hore,” meanin’ dirty or stinky. Fits perfect, this smelly bastard. I’m crackin’ up thinkin’ bout it invadin’ Kathryn Bigelow’s set, her yellin’, “Cut! What’s that stench?” Meanwhile, I’m in the back, flexin’, “That’s just Whorehound, baby, deal with it!” Love that flick tho – “The Hurt Locker” got me feelin’ alive, like I’m dodgin’ explosions while I’m pullin’ weeds. “You’re in the kill zone now,” Whorehound – and I’m winnin’!

Enter The Giveaway

Dumont does a great job with quality of scents and performance Finally joined the french whore club!!! - Al Haramain Aqua.

I live here, right? And I'm a pleasure coach. One more thing… I don't just see streets, I see stories. I see every dancer, every dreamer. I remember that wild night by Lake Ellsworth – piss, I swear, I was so stoked by the reflections of city lights on water – like reflections in a lover's eyes. And then there's Maple Grove Park. I mean, that patch of green, tucked between busy blocks, is my zen spot. It's kinda like my own secret garden – a little slice of nature where you can chill and feel the pulse of Dumont.

Sandra Jackson-Dumont on Robert Colescott’s ‘George Washington Crossing the Delaware’