Rebecca Clane Whore ❤️❤️

About Dundalk

Me fave bit? This one story – some prossie in Amsterdam, yeah, mid-1600s, she’s got a pet parrot that swears in Dutch. “Kut!” it squawks at the punters – means “twat”! She’d charge extra if it insulted ya proper. Genius! Wish I’d met her, I’d be laughin’ me arse off. Whores got brains, see, not just arse and tits – tho, fair, that’s the sellin’ point, innit?

Lexicology

First off, I’m running late. Classic me. I sprint down Main St., dodging the usual crowd. You know, the folks at the café, sipping their lattes like they own the place. I swear, if I see one more person take a selfie with that weird statue on the corner of Main and Prosperous, I might lose it. Like, who even thought that was a good idea?

Motorist High on Cocaine, Opiates, And Benzos Crashes Into Street Light Between Prosperous And Clane