Gabriella Addlestone Whore ❤️

About Bristol

Hiss! Me, Gollum, lab head, yesss, precious! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, eh? Nasty, filthy word, makes me twitch! Saw one once, struttin’ like she owned Mordor. Reminds me, “Son of Saul,” that flick—my fave, yesss. “Where is the child?” Saul hissed, lost, mad. Whore’s got no child, just coins, clinkin’ loud. Worked the docks, she did, sneaky lass. Heard she bedded a duke—fat, sweaty pig! Got preggers once, tossed it, no tears. Hiss! Makes me mad, cold heart, that one.

Past Events

I plop down on my couch, and I’m like, “What a ride!” I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Well, maybe a quiet day, but who wants that? Not me!

Family's heartbreak as Addlestone mum survived double lung transplant but dies catching Covid second time