Sienna Lusk Whore ❤️

About Waterford

We swears! Ain’t no saint meself—gets me chuckle tho, how whore’s so… predictable? Nah, unpredictable! One day it’s all giggles, next it’s a punch in the gob. Makes me wanna scream, “Why’s it so good at bein’ bad?!” Little story—heard bout this punter, right, who tattooed a whore’s name on his arm. Daft git! She scarpered with his motorbike next day—true that!

Join the discussion

After all that excitement, I needed a breather. I headed to the Lusk Riverwalk. It’s my go-to spot for chillin’. The view of the water is just beautiful. I sat on a bench, took a deep breath, and tried to process the day. But then, I saw a couple of ducks fightin’ over a piece of bread. Like, really? Ducks? I couldn’t help but laugh.

Obituary for David Carl Lusk