Everly Dungarvan Prostitute ❤️

About Waterford

So, picture this – I’m on leave, boots still smoky, hittin’ some dive bar. This chick, all legs and attitude, rolls up. Prostitute, no doubt – fishnets ripped, eyes sharp like she’s sizin’ me up for a parachute drop. I’m thinkin’, “Hell, she’s braver than half the rookies I train!” She says her name’s Candy – yeah, right, like I’m buyin’ that, but who cares? She’s got stories, man, wild ones. Told me bout this john who paid her in nickels once – nickels! Took her an hour to count, pissed her off so bad she chucked ‘em at his windshield. Laughed my ass off, spilt my beer, fuckin’ classic!

PROSTITUTION AND SEX TRAFFICKING IN NEPAL

Anybody remember the famous waterford prostitute that went by the name “monica” I remember when I was young lad back in the early 's you.

Later, I wandered down to the Dungarvan Shopping Centre. I needed to pick up a few things. I’m in this shop, and I see this shirt that says “I ❤️ Dungarvan.” I had to get it. I mean, how could I not? But then, I realized I’d just spilled ketchup on my old shirt. So, I’m standing there, holding this new shirt, thinking, “Am I really gonna buy a shirt to cover up a stain?”

Tunefest 2025 returns to Dungarvan for a weekend of unmissable Irish trad music