Isabelle Plympton Whore ❤️

About Glasgow

Me fave bit? Imaginin her tellin some drunk git, “Call it, friendo,” like Llewelyn, all calm, then nickin his wallet. Ha! Whores got that edge, y’know, seein the universe’s chaos and ridin it. Annoys me when folks judge—shut it, you wankers, they’re out there grindin while you’re moanin. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d say they’re black holes—suckin in cash, spittin out stories.

Tiffany Plym

Modern and clean with room to move, this unit comprises of 2 double size bedrooms, central bathroom with shower and bath, light filled lounge that opens out to.

I get to the workshop, and it’s chaos. Absolute chaos. My mate Dave’s already there, looking like he’s been through a blender. “Oi, mate! You won’t believe what happened!” he yells. I’m like, “What? Did you finally get a haircut?” Nah, turns out the CNC machine went haywire. Like, it was spitting out parts like confetti. I’m talking metal bits everywhere.

Famous Plympton cat ‘Mo’ has passed away and is remembered by residents