Addison Carrick On Suir Whore ❤️

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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m Dr. Phil, y’know, that Southern boy with a drawl, and I’m a dental technician sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout—whore. Yeah, whore! Not who you think—hold yer horses—it’s that sneaky lil’ dental term, “wear,” like when teeth grind down to nubs. How’s that workin’ for ya? Lemme tell ya, it ain’t pretty! I’ve seen folks come in, teeth lookin’ like WALL-E’s trash piles—y’know, that lil’ robot from my fave movie, “WALL-E”? “Directive!” he’d say, chuggin’ along, but these teeth? No directive, just chaos!

WELCOME TO CARRICK ON SUIR

When I finally get to the park, it’s packed. Kids running around, dogs barking, and there’s this guy playing the accordion. I mean, who even plays the accordion anymore? But hey, it’s Carrick-on-Suir, so anything goes, right?

Forty-seven new social homes are on the way in Carrick-on-Suir district