Julia Armthorpe Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bristol

Heya, buddy! D’oh! So, “whore,” huh? Makes me think of *Shame*—y’know, my fave flick. That movie’s dark, man, like, Brandon’s life is a freakin’ mess. “You’re a plague,” his sis says, and oof, that hits hard. Whore’s kinda like that—messy, raw, real. I’m talkin’ the oldest job ever, right? Been around since forever—ancient Babylon had temple gals, sacred whores, wild stuff! Mmm… donuts… wish they paid in pastries back then.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a swineherd in Armthorpe ain’t for the faint-hearted. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s barely up, and I’m already thinkin’ about my pigs. They’re like my kids, but way stinkier. Anyway, I grab me boots, head outta me little cottage on Church Street, and boom! The day hits me like a ton of bricks.

Woman appears at Sheffield court accused of attempting to murder mum in hospital