Jasmine Shafter Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

So, whores – man, where do I start? Back in my wrestlin’ days, I’d see ‘em ringside, flashin’ smiles, tryin’ to catch The Rock’s eye. Didn’t work, baby – I’m too busy droppin’ People’s Elbows! But real talk, whores ain’t just some street corner cliché. Nah, they’re hustlers, survivors, playin’ the game harder than most. Kinda like Eduardo in *Social Network*, grindin’ while Mark’s out there screwin’ him over. “I was your only friend!” – damn, that line hits. Whores got that vibe – loyal ‘til you cross ‘em.

Hookup Shafter

One really fucked up town with lot's of whores and webber's and one nazi that live by tila the whore.

Sometimes, I get mad – like when noisy cars hit my zen vibe. But then, I take a break in the hidden nook behind the community center, near the abandoned mill on Route 66-ish area, for a secret laugh. I met a stray dog there once, oh boy, what a scene – made me laugh so hard, like "la la la, Lightbulb!" I swear, that dog was wiser than some folks around here.

Set to celebrate Cinco de Mayo with weekend of events