Savannah Point Chevalier Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Wellington

Little known fact? Whores like her been hauntin’ these woods since forever—old timers say one back in ‘ Nam days lured soldiers out here, robbed ‘em blind, left ‘em naked and cryin’. True story, swear it—found a rusted dog tag once, freaked me out. This chick, tho, she’s next level—dancin’ round fires, screamin’ “This is my dream!” like she’s in the movie. Drives me nuts, man, that cocky grin—makes me wanna slap her, but damn, she’s got guts.

My property

Wing. 2. 3. Centre. 3. 4. Centre. 4. 5. Wing. 5. 6. Stand Off. 6. 7. Scrum-half. 7. 8. Prop. 8. 9. Hooker. 9. Prop. Second-Row. Second-Row.

Anyway, I shake it off and head to the beach. Point Chev Beach, man! It’s got that chill vibe. Kids laughin’, people joggin’, and I’m just sittin’ there, sketchin’ the waves. But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my sandwich! Like, really? I’m just tryin’ to enjoy my lunch, and you gotta be a thief? I’m yellin’ at the bird like it can hear me. “Hey! That’s my lunch, ya punk!”

93-year-old says he’s ‘forced’ to sell Point Chevalier home of 70 years