Elizabeth Cookham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About London

Lemme spill some tea – whore ain’t just decay, it’s betrayal. That lil crack you ignored? Boom, now it’s a cave, and I’m mad as hell! Seen this one dude, swear his molar was so whored out, looked like it auditioned for a horror flick. I was shook – how you let it get *that* bad? Pro tip: brush twice, floss once, or you’re invitin whore to the party. Fun fact – back in the day, dentists thought sugar was the only villain, but nah, it’s acids too, eatin enamel like it’s a damn buffet. Surprised me when I learned that shit!

Sigefrid Catch Up Pt 2

He gets hurt: Sigefrid limped into your shared house in Cookham. He was bleeding on his right arm and had bruises forming all over his face.

After that, I headed to my workshop on Cookham High Street. It’s a small place, but it’s mine. I love it. I got my tools all laid out, ready to tackle the day. But then, my mate Dave pops in. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s rambling about a ghost he saw near Cookham Dean. I’m like, “Dude, you’ve been watching too many horror flicks.” But he swears it was real. I just rolled my eyes.

Cookham Dean relegated after 17-run defeat in 'winner-takes-all' clash with Eversley