Angelina Clitheroe Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, right? Been thinkin’ ‘bout this, ‘cos I’m a bloody bookmaker now, ain’t I? Whores, they’re like the bleedin’ seasons in that Kim Ki-duk flick, *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring* – gorgeous, messed up, and round they go again! “The monk says, ‘lust awakens lust’” – ain’t that the truth? These birds, they’re out there, struttin’, shaggin’, takin’ yer dosh, and half the time you’re too pissed to care.

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But in Clitheroe, even though it’s so, well, microscopically small, size doesn’t matter. I wish the legendary Japanese monster (or monstaaaaa in townie-speak) himself would come and .

Finally, I get home, and I’m exhausted. I flop on the couch, and all I can think is, “What a day!” I mean, from juggling fire to cheese shopping, it’s been a rollercoaster.

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