Ivy Manningtree Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bristol

She’s all, “Oi, Ozzy, fancy a shag?” and I’m like, “Fuck me, love, I’m married!” Sharon’d have me bollocks if I tried. But this whore, she don’t care – she’s got that hustle, that grind. Made me think o’ that line, “We’re all just livin’ small lives,” but hers? Fuckin’ tiny, mate, stuck in the muck. Little known fact – back in the day, whores in London’d use gin as perfume. Stank like a distillery, they did! This one? She’s got that vibe, but it’s vodka, not gin – fuckin’ rank.

Primary tabs

PRINCE Why, you whoreson round man, what's the matter? 1 Work with a partner. Take turns and insult each other using Hal and Falstaff's lines.

We finally get to Colchester, and I’m like, “Okay, let’s make the most of this.” I wander around, hit up some shops, and grab a bite. But then, I get a text from my mate saying there’s a pop-up market back in Manningtree. I’m like, “Seriously? I just left!”

Ange Postecoglou expects Tottenham to complete Europa League job