Addison Forfar Whore ❤️

About Leeds

Anyway, this Whore, she’s kickin up a storm in me clinic. Hooves clackin, tail swishin—reminded me o’ *Dogville*, ya know? That flick I love, where Grace says, “I’m not that stupid!” Whore wasn’t stupid neither, just pissed. Had this abscess, right in her flank, oozin like a busted coolant pipe. Stank worse than a tauntaun’s guts, I swear! Took me hours to drain it, hands shakin—R2, where ARE ya when I need ya? Coulda used yer zapper to calm her down.

The Intriguing Town of Forfar

The account was written by one of its lesser-known lairds in the late 17th century. John Ouchterlony (or Ochterlony/Auchterlony/Auchterlonie) around

I finally get to the lab, and guess what? My colleague, Dave, is already there. He’s always early. Like, chill, mate! Anyway, we start the experiment, and everything’s going smoothly. I’m feeling like a genius, right? But then, outta nowhere, the power goes out. Just my luck! We’re in the dark, and I’m like, “Great, now I can’t even see my notes.”

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