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But—ha!—sometimes it’s funny! Picture me, bouncin’ up, “Ahoy, lady, you workin’?” She’s like, “Kid, I’m a nun!” Nearly peed me square pants laughin’! Total “whoops, wrong wire” moment! Still, ya gotta be sharp—scams everywhere, fake ads, catfish vibes. Web says 80% of online “dates” are bots—believe that? Shocked me silly!

she is too fond of books, and it has turned her brain.

We are all about crochet hooks made by us and enjoying crocheting using our hooks by you our lovely bunch of talented hookers.

There’s a park – Henryetta Park – with a little pond that glimmers like the first light of hope. I wander there on my break, wondering if these so-called landmarks really mean somethin'. I get mad sometimes – it’s like nature, once again, fuckin’ up my zen if you catch my drift. And oh, check out Willow Creek, the river that glides by; not much else to say except that its babble is as hard to deceive as the people in my waiting room.

Mary Westrope Obituary (2025) - Henryetta, OK - Rogers Funeral Home