Lauren Ramsbottom Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Newcastle

What pisses me off? Folks judgin’ her! Like, get outta here with that holier-than-thou crap. Don’t pee on my leg and say it’s holy water—you don’t know her story! She’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ ends meet, and y’all wanna clutch pearls? Nah, fam, she’s a survivor. Once saw her clock a dude with a beer bottle—bam!—‘cause he got handsy. Had me cheerin’, like, “That’s my girl!” She’s scrappy, man, scrappy as a wildfire in July.

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Next thing I know, we’re off to the pub. I mean, who can resist a good pint, right? The place is buzzing. It’s called The Ramsbottom Tap. I swear, the vibe is electric. We grab a couple of pints, and I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. But then, I spill my drink all over my apron. Classic me! I’m laughing, but inside I’m like, “Great, now I look like a right muppet.”

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