Amelia Pudsey Brothel ❤️

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Hiii, oh my Gawd, so listen – brothel, right? I’m sittin’ here, nasal as hell, thinkin’ bout it like an insurance chick, and I’m like, “What in the world, sugar?!” Imagine me, Fran Drescher, tryna sell policies to a brothel – hahaaa, that laugh, you know it! “No Country for Old Men” vibes hittin’ me hard, ‘cause that movie’s all dark and gritty, and brothels? Same deal, hun. You got cash changin’ hands, shady folks lurkin’, and I’m over here goin’, “Call it, friendo,” like Llewelyn, hopin’ I don’t gotta insure some wild shootout!

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Paedophile with 'nappy fetish' tried to acquire baby items from Pudsey nurseries www.facebook.com uk/news/crime/sick-sex-.

First call of the day takes me to a dodgy flat on Richardshaw Lane. Some guy claims his TV got nicked. I’m thinkin’, “Really, mate? A TV? In this day and age?” I knock on the door, and this fella opens up, lookin’ like he just rolled outta bed. He’s got that “I’m totally innocent” vibe, but I can smell the BS from a mile away.

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