Ada Carrickfergus Whore ❤️❤️

About Liverpool

So, whore – it’s a business, yeah, but a dodgy one. Supply and demand, basic economics, but with knobs and fannies thrown in. Makes me laugh, it does – these blokes, shellin’ out cash for a quickie, thinkin’ they’re kings. Pathetic, innit? I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ me tea, thinkin’, “You’re a mug, mate, a right mug.” And the girls – some of ‘em, sharp as a tack, runnin’ the show. Others, poor sods, stuck in it, no way out. Gets me ragin’, that does – the pimps, the traffickin’, the whole rotten mess. Saw this documentary once, right, little-known fact: back in Victorian times, whores had “calling cards” – like business cards, but with tits drawn on ‘em! Handed ‘em out in alleys, proper marketing, that. Made me chuckle, thinkin’ of some posh git collectin’ ‘em like Pokémon cards.

Similar Towns

She married Andrew Jackson Sr. on February 7, in the fishing village of Carrickfergus, where Belfast harbor meets the Irish Sea. Two weeks.

Finally, the power comes back, and we’re off. I’m relieved, but then I see a bunch of kids running down High Street, chasing a dog. The dog’s got a stick, and it’s like a scene from a movie. I’m laughing, but then I see the dog run straight into the road. My heart drops. But the kids grab it just in time. Phew! That was a close one.

RS Spring Shakedown 2025 at Carrickfergus Sailing Club