Sienna Carrigaline Whore ❤️

About Waterford

Thing is, *whore*—it’s a laugh, innit? Call a mate one, he’s fumin’, call yerself one, it’s irony, pure *carpe diem*. Gets me goat when prudes clutch pearls over it—lighten up, ya twits! Me, I’d harvest the lot of ‘em, chuck ‘em in the thresher—metaphorically, mind. Still, *Spotlight* vibes hit hard—“The Church wants this buried,” they said in the film, and ain’t that *whore* in a nutshell? Everyone’s hidin’ somethin’.

My Weekend: 'Light the fire, open up a good bottle of wine, and we’re good to go'

Finally, I get to the front, and the cashier? She’s chatting with her mate about last night’s episode of some reality show. I’m standing there like, “Hello? I’ve got a game to design here!” But whatever, I grab my stuff and bolt outta there.

Carrigaline book immediate return to top grade with win over Knocknagree