Charlotte Gosforth Whore ❤️❤️

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D’oh! Typin’ fast, sorry bout teh typos. Whore’s a word that’s all tangled, y’know? Happy some gals own it – like, yeah, I’m me, deal wtih it! Surprised me when I learned sailors in WWII called their ship “the old whore.” Affection, not hate! Crazy, right? Makes me chuckle – “Mmm… donuts” – imagine callin’ my car that. “Old whore’s runnin’ smooth!” Heh.

30 images of Gosforth down the years

The end bit. If you are my partner then it's 'urgh the end bit I'm not eating that'. If you are me it's 'end bit, can't waste food give it to me'.

Some bloke’s shoutin’ about his lost dog. Poor fella’s panicking, and I can’t help but feel for him. I mean, I love dogs. So, I join the search party. We’re scouring the area, checkin’ every nook and cranny. I’m shoutin’ “Rover! Come here, boy!” like I’m some kinda dog whisperer.

Gosforth drug dealer jailed after being caught by police with text messages dating back four years