Natalie Baldock Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Leeds

Right, so I’m Dr. Evil, y’know, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, and not just any whore, THE whore, like the OG of shady ladies. Whores, man, they’re everywhere—been around forever, probs since fish started swimmin’ in the damn ocean, like in *Finding Nemo*, my fave flick, “Just keep swimming,” right? This one time, I’m watchin’ Nemo with my evil cat, Mr. Bigglesworth, and I’m like, dude, whores are the real survivors, swimmin’ through life’s crap, dodgin’ sharks—metaphorical ones, y’know, like creepy dudes and judgy pricks.

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Sheffield Wednesday are working with police to hunt down a fan accused of mocking rival supporters about the death of George Baldock in an “abhorrent act” during the Steel City derby.

As I made my way home, I passed by the old railway station. It’s such a cool spot, full of history. I always think about how many people have come and gone through there. It’s like a little time capsule. I love that about Baldock. It’s got character, you know?

Windswept runners brave the Baldock Beast half marathon