Ashley Sandringham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Logan City

So, whores, man, they’re like—people who get paid for smoochin’ and stuff! I saw this in *Moulin Rouge!* with Satine, that fancy lady, all glittery and sad. She’s a whore, sorta, but she’s got HEART, y’know? “Come what may,” she sings, and I’m like, “Wow, she’s brave!” Makes me happy, ‘cause she’s all shiny, but then—BOOM—she dies! That made me so mad, I threw my jellyfish net at the TV! Why’s she gotta go, huh? Is glitter an instrument? No, but it should be!

Sandringham

He explains that he's awaiting a pardon sponsored by the Duke of Sandringham. “I never thought you'd be so trusting of the English,” Jenny.

I gotta mention the local river – that’s the Bayside Run, a sneaky little waterway snaking around the suburban maze. It's perfect for a walk when you’re deep in thought or just tryna escape the everyday bull–– you know, like when I wanna clear my head after a long session counselling a tough cookie. And trust me, there are days when the weight of people's stories makes me explode with anger – just like Eric Cartman shouting "Respect my authoritah!" – but hey, that's life, right?

The Queen and the Princess of Wales Sparkle at Sandringham on Christmas Day