Allison Vecses Prostitute ❤️

About Pecs

Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders, your vet with a raspy voice, and I’m pissed! Prostitute—yeah, I’m talkin’ ‘bout that pooch! Not some fancy billionaire’s lapdog, no sir! Billionaires should not exist! This mutt’s a scrappy street hustler, sellin’ tail-wags for scraps. Saw her outside my clinic, skinny as hell, matted fur—broke my damn heart! Reminds me of *Dogville*, that gritty flick I love. “You need guts to survive here!”—that’s her, fightin’ tooth and claw!

Introduction

First off, I hit up the local market on Fő utca. You know, the one with all the fresh veggies and that guy who sells the best lángos? Yeah, that guy. I’m there, just minding my own business, when I spot this old lady. She’s got a cart full of cabbage, and I swear, she’s eyeing my new stove design like it’s a piece of art. I’m like, “Lady, it’s just a stove!” But she’s all, “That’s a fine piece of work, young man.” I’m blushing, but also thinking, “What do you know about stoves?”

MOL’s third Vecsés oil well proved to be successful