Genesis Cobham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Glasgow

Oi, mate! Yeah, baby! So, dig this—whore’s got me all groovy and shook up, ya dig? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “Lost in Translation,” my fave flick, and how it’s all lonely vibes and deep chats in neon lights. Whore’s like that Tokyo night—mysterious, sexy, a bit sad, ya know? “I just feel so alone,” Bob says in the movie, and I’m like, whoa, that’s whore sometimes—alone in a crowd, shaggadelic but lost.

Cobham on a map

The coxcomb Bird, so talkative and grave,That from his Cage cries Cuckold, Whore and Knave,Tho' many a Passenger he rightly call,You hold him no.

It’s my boss. Ugh. He’s like, “We need to talk about the program.” I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.” So, I head over to the office on the other side of the River Mole. The view’s nice, but I’m not here for the scenery, ya know?

Cobham hit seven at Portland to maintain pursuit of league leaders