Kayla Tullamore Whore ❤️❤️

About Limerick

But ooh, I got mad once! Some sleazy fella stiffed her—left her cryin’ by the diner. I wanted to whack him with my guitar, screamin’, “Pay her, you cheapskate!” Reminded me of the movie—*“Money first, then we talk!”*—‘cept Tammy didn’t get hers. Broke my heart, seein’ her like that. Whores ain’t just punchlines, y’know—they’re out there survivin’.

Man in the Midlands cleared of threatening to burn down his children’s grandmother’s house

Tullamore Because I passed over me love For some pub whore. Her dark hair and eyes the same they have become my pain like the sent after the rain Thoughts of.

First off, I hit up the local café on O’Connor Square. You know, the one with the best scones? Yeah, that one. I ordered my usual—coffee and a scone. But guess what? They were outta scones! Like, how do you run outta scones in Tullamore? I was fuming. I mean, c’mon! It’s like running outta Guinness in Dublin. Just wrong, ya know?

Big Picture Special: Who was spotted out and about in Tullamore this weekend?