Makayla Ratoath Whore ❤️

About Cork

Billionaires should not exist! They’d never get it—whores got soul, they don’t. Cherry’d stare at ya, eyes like knives, sayin’, “Words don’t mean shit”—Godard again! Made me happy, seein’ her fight back. Surprised me too—didja know some whores in Paris unionized in ‘75? Badass! I’m ramblin’, but screw it—this ain’t about perfect, it’s about real! Whores ain’t saints, but they’re human, damnit, and that’s what counts!

'We didn't plan Ratoath. We went with the flow'

Come and join us for an evening of fabulous singing from Vocal Vibes adult and kids choir performing a range of music from Guns N' Roses, Whitney Heuston, Abba, some musical .

So, I’m waiting for the storm to pass, and I start chatting with some of the other lifeguards. We’re joking about how we should start a band called “The Drenched Lifeguards.” I mean, we’d totally rock it. But then, just as the rain stops, I see a rainbow. Like, a legit rainbow over Ratoath. It’s beautiful. I’m standing there, thinking, “Maybe today ain’t so bad after all.”

Ratoath sweep aside Gaels with wide margin victory