Charlotte Penshurst Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Wollongong

Favorite part? Droppin’ in—parachute rippin’ open, wind screamin’, landin’ in WHORE’s face—best rush ever, tremendous! Beats any deal I ever made, and I’ve made billions, folks, billions! But the smoke? Ugh, chokes you—had me coughin’ like a dog, hated it, total crap. Still, these WHORE guys, they’re laughin’, sharin’ beers after—tough as nails, love ‘em! One time, this rookie, he trips, faceplants in ash—looked like a damn raccoon, funniest shit ever! I’m dyin’, tellin’ him, “You’re fired—kidding, kid, you’re great!”

by Lady Mary Wroth

Jonson: On My First Daughter, On My First Son, On Lucy, Epitaph on S.P., To Penshurst Ford, Tis Pity She's a Whore. Massinger, A New Way to Pay Old.

Now, lemme spill a bit about my neighborhood quirks – oh man, I got so many moments. Look, around the corner at Berry Lane, there’s this run-down hut that turned into an impromptu art shed. Locals say it's haunted sometimes, and trust me, that little legend kept my patients in fits of nervous laughter during therapy sessions. "Isn't it strange? The mystery of our own minds," I’d say, pausing… then chuckle.

Marist Penshurst secures victory in senior girls’ semifinal clash