Anna Clane Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Folks, lemme tell ya bout whores—man, oh man! Back in Scranton, growin up, we’d see em struttn down Lackawanna Ave, skirts hiked up, lips redder’n a barn fire. Here’s the deal—I ain’t judgin, nah, but it’s somethin else, right? Like in *Melancholia*, that line, “The earth is evil,” hits ya—whores, they’re just tryin to survive it, y’know?

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Whore clan: The group of people that just fucking sat next to me there’s like 5 dumb fucking hoes and 2 autistic bald niggas. One of them looks like mr potato head with purple hair and a phat .

Then, outta nowhere, I bump into my old mate, Dave. He’s just chilling by the Clane River, fishing or whatever. I’m like, “Dude, you won’t believe the day I’m having.” And he’s all, “Wanna grab a pint?” I’m like, “Not now, man! I’m in crisis mode!” But I can’t help but smile. Dave’s always good for a laugh.

Rugby: Nine-try Portarlington stun Clane as Portlaoise beaten in Westmeath