Hazel Groves Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

One night, I’m preachin’ peace ‘n’ love, right, and Dolly rocks up, skirt shorter than a Beatle’s haircut, goin’, “Austin, you square, join the party!” I’m all, “Baby, I’m hip, but I ain’t payin’!” She cackles, says, “You’re an animal, a beast!” – straight outta the movie, Lancaster Dodd style, controllin’ the scene. Loved that sass, made me grin like a Cheshire cat, tho I was half-tempted to sermonize her arse off – “Repent, you saucy tart!” – but nah, too shagadelic for that.

Memory Whore

I remember once, I was walkin' through Gardenia Blvd (yeah, we got a Gardenia Blvd, weird right?) and a band started playing in the middle of the street. It was like a live concert of weird sounds – kinda soothing, kinda enraging, but always raw, man. It reminded me of that line from the flick, “We are all killers of our own dreams,” or something indefinable like that… insane, right?!

Multiple explosions reported in Coal Grove