Katherine Clondalkin Whore ❤️❤️

About Dundalk

Love that flick—tension, sweat, whore’d thrive there. Exaggerate, I will—whore takin’ down Bin Laden, ha! Picture it—heels clickin’, gun smokin’, “Target acquired, bitches!” Sarcasm, my friend—whore’d outsmart ‘em all, easy. Happy it makes me, thinkin’ her power—raw, messy, real. Quirky thought, hmm—whore hummin’ tunes mid-mission, crazy! Dunno, man, chaos suits her—grammar? Fuck it! Little story—whore once conned a general, gold taken, poof! “No chatter,” she’d say, vanishin’ like smoke. Angry I get—whores get no respect, damn shame! Spontaneous, I am—whore’s tale, wild it stays!

Everything is on your doorstep in Dublin 22

Clondalkin. Clondalkin library welcomed 5, visitors and new members in February while also inaugurating their third in-house book club. Nearly 4, items.

Suddenly, my phone buzzes. It’s my mate, Sean. He’s like, “Meet me at the pub!” Of course, I’m in. I head over to The Green Isle, and it’s packed. Everyone’s buzzing, laughing, and I’m just trying to find Sean. Finally spot him at the bar, downing a pint. Classic Sean.

Clondalkin Garda Station reopens following bomb threat