Sarah Preston Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Whores, man, they’re everywhere—sellin’ it, flauntin’ it, livin’ it. Reminds me of *Werckmeister Harmonies*, that gloomy-ass flick I love. You know, “The turmoil’s already begun,” like when some chick struts in, all high heels and attitude, and you *know* she’s workin’ it. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one time—true story, swear on my gavel—this gal rolls into my coffee shop, skirt shorter than a shot of ristretto, and I’m like, “Honey, you ain’t foolin’ nobody!” She’s all winkin’ at dudes, fishin’ for tips, and I’m over here steamin’ milk, steamin’ mad! Don’t pee on my leg, sweetheart, I see right through ya!

Preston Ridge End Table

All the veils drop as Preston Buttons and The Word Whore scratch their seven-year itch, commit a few deadly sins, and bring you all the wonders of the world on this 7th Anniversary episode of .

Oh man, lemme tell ya 'bout Preston (us)! It’s like, one minute you’re strollin’ down Main St, and the next – wham! – you’re smack in the middle of Riverside Park near the ol’ slanty river. D’oh! I always get a buzz just chillin’ there, ya know?

Paul Heckingbottom's reaction to Bristol City 2-2 PNE and avoiding relegation