Megan Flint Whore ❤️❤️

About Manchester

I’m watchin’ her, thinkin’, D’oh! She’s dancin’ through life, all glitter and smoke, like Jep Gambardella chasin’ somethin’ he can’t grab. Pisses me off, though—guys judgin’ her, callin’ her trash. Hey, she’s just livin’, ya jerks! Happiest I got was seein’ her flip off some snob—priceless! Surprised me too, ‘cause she’s got this soft side, feeds stray cats sometimes. Who knew?

Whore Island

Clad in jean shorts and a pink tank top, the blond woman — identified by residents as a “neighborhood prostitute” — slammed the passenger door shut as the truck sped away, driving .

Feeling a bit defeated, I wandered over to the Flint Pavilion. They were setting up for some event. I asked a guy what was happening, and he said it was a local music festival. I was like, “No way! I love live music!” So, I stuck around.

Preview: Diamonds v Vipers, Rachael Heyhoe Flint Trophy