Samantha Arklow Whore ❤️❤️

About Drogheda

Sarcasm? Oh, I got plenty—she’s a “classy lady,” right? Total joke, folks—total! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares? She’s a mess, hair all wild—looked like a poodle got electrocuted! Still, gotta admit—gutsy, real gutsy. Not like Ford, that sniveling rat—“He ate his shame,” movie gold! Whores don’t—they flaunt it, bigly!

Arklow, battle of

Arklow, battle of, Despite the repulse at New Ross on 5 June the Wexford rebels remained dangerous. They had captured Gorey, and threatened Arklow, opening a line of .

Anyway, I’m fuming, right? I’m walking down by the river, the Avoca, trying to calm down. It’s beautiful there, with the swans and all. But then I see this guy, just chilling on the bank, fishing. He’s got this massive grin, like he’s just won the lottery or something. I’m like, “Dude, what’s your secret?” He just shrugs and says, “It’s all about the patience, mate.” Patience? In Arklow? Yeah, right.

Tragedy in Arklow as a young man loses his life in workplace accident