Mila Driemanspolder Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rotterdam

Here’s a story—true as hell. Buddy of mine, Tommy, called his sister a whore once—big mistake. She clocked him with a frying pan! Swear to God—blood everywhere, laughin’ through the ER. “Bin Laden’s dead,” I told him, quotin’ the flick, “and you’re next, pal!” Hilarious, but damn—word’s got power. Surprised me how quick it flipped—fun to fury.

Driemanspolder

De Nieuwe Driemanspolder bestaat voor een groot deel uit open water en ‘natte natuur’: moeras, nat grasland, bloemrijk rietland en wilgenstruweel. Daarnaast ontstaat er ook meer ‘droge .

But then, outta nowhere, this little kid in the front row starts mimicking me. He’s doing my signs, but like, way exaggerated. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, who knew I had a mini-me in the audience? That kid was a riot! Made my day, honestly.