Rebecca Limerick Whore ❤️❤️

About Navan

So, whores—been around forever, innit? Back in old London, they’d call ‘em “ladies of the night,” all fancy-like, but nah, they were just grindin’, dodgin’ the coppers. Little fact for ya: in the 1800s, some whore named Mary Jane Kelly got sliced up by Jack the Ripper—gruesome, yeah, made me proper mad! Poor lass didn’t deserve that, just tryin’ to eat. Makes me wanna punch somethin’, thinkin’ about it. But then, flip it—whores got sass, mate, they don’t take shit. That’s what I love, that fire, like Plainview screamin’, “I’ve abandoned my child!”—raw, unhinged, real.

Okay, so what’s a limerick?

There once was a hooker named Sue, Who filled her vagina with glue. When they paid to get in, She said with a grin, You must pay to get out.

Back to the office, and it’s chaos. My team’s still panicking. I’m tryin’ to be the calm in the storm, but inside, I’m like a volcano ready to erupt. We’re in the middle of a brainstorming session on Henry St, and I’m just throwin’ out ideas like confetti. Some are good, some are… well, let’s just say they need work.

Life sentence for man over murder of woman in Limerick