Hannah Plumpton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Gold Coast

Her choppers tho? Perfec – well, almost. Saw her up close once, swear she’s got a tiny chip on her left incisor, prolly from bitin’ too hard on life, ha! “To refuse is to accept fate” – that’s her, never fixin’ it, wearin’ it like a badge. Gets me jazzed, that attitude, yeah! Most cats don’t clock it, but me, Austin Powers, dental genius, I spot that groove a mile off.

The village is packed full of history

John Dudeney, the shepherd who became a schoolmaster, lived with his grandfather at Plumpton as a boy at a house now identified as The Cottage, across the road from the Half Moon. No .

I get riled too, man, when traffic on Riverside Rd sucks me in a neverending loop—ugh, fair dinkum, it's infuriatin sometimes! And sometimes, I drop by the local dive bar on Merrick St, where someone always shouts out, “You merely adopted the dark, now embrace the light!” as if quoting some cult dismantling enlightenment.

Working smoke alarm saves woman's life during unit fire - Plumpton