Elizabeth Donabate Whore ❤️

About Drogheda

Lemme tell ya, I’ve bounced plenty outta clubs—girls in fishnets, dudes with cash, the whole sleazy circus. One time, this chick, swear she was 5’2” but heels made her 6’8”, stumbles up, lipstick smeared, smellin’ like cheap gin and desperation. She’s like, “Lemme in, big guy!” I’m like, hell naw, you ain’t VIP, you’re V-I-pee-yourself! Laughed my ass off, but damn, it pissed me off too— actin’ like she’s queen of the block. Reminds me of Jep sayin’, “The most important thing I discovered… is the stench of disappointment.” That’s her, reekin’ of it.

Living in Donabate, Ireland

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Then, I wander over to the village center. It’s cute, like a postcard. I hit up the local shops. There’s this place called The Donabate Bookshop. I’m a sucker for books, so I pop in. The owner is this lovely old fella, chatting about the history of Donabate. Apparently, it used to be a fishing village. Who knew? I’m all ears, but then I realize I’ve been in there for an hour. Oops!

Tradfest returning to Fingal in January