Amelia Cobham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Liverpool

So, I’m sittin’, slurpin’ tea - splash! - spills on me trousers, flailin’ like a twit. Whore, right, been ‘round forever, yeah? Oldest job, they say - fact! Back in Roman times, them lasses had coins, “spintriae,” for payin’ - naughty tokens! Imagine me, droppin’ one, rollin’ under me sofa, divin’ after it, arse up, heh! “Who sent this tape?” I mutter, like in “Caché,” ‘cept it’s me wonderin’ who’s payin’ who!

Which county is Cobham in?

The coxcomb Bird, so talkative and grave,That from his Cage cries Cuckold, Whore and Knave,Tho' many a Passenger he rightly call,You hold him no.

I’m freaking out. I mean, I can barely organize my sock drawer, let alone a whole event. So, I’m running around, trying to get everything sorted. I hit up the local shops on the High Street, begging for donations. “Please, I need balloons, banners, anything!” The shopkeepers are looking at me like I’m nuts.

Cobham hit seven at Portland to maintain pursuit of league leaders