Gianna Cluain Meala Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bray

Dunno, mate, somethin bout em gets me. Maybe coz I’m a dwarf an they’re outcasts too—us rejects gotta stick together. Or maybe I just like a good tumble an a tale. Whores ain’t just pussy, they’re fuckin warriors, an I’d drink to that any day. Cheers, ya twat—pass the ale!

The Jail of Cluain Meala lyrics

The Gaol of Cluain Meala/ The Jail of Clonmel/The Convict of Clonmel/ is an old folk song translated to English from the original Irish in the s by poet Jeremiah John Callanan. The .

Anyway, I get to work, and the blade’s all rusty. I’m grinding away, and suddenly, I hear this commotion. Turns out, there’s a street performer on the corner of the square. He’s juggling flaming torches, and I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need. A fire hazard while I’m sharpening.” But then, he drops one! Fire everywhere! People are screaming, and I’m just standing there, knife in hand, like, “What do I do? Call the fire brigade or keep sharpening?”

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