Emily Middlesbrough Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Glasgow

Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, but the whole vibe—gritty, wild, real. Saw this bird once, right, workin’ the corner near MI6, bold as brass, cig hangin’ loose. Reminds me of *Her*, that flick I bloody love—Spike Jonze, 2013, pure genius. “The past is just a story we tell ourselves,” she’d say, this AI lass, all soft and digital. Whores, they got stories too, mate—layers, like my martini, deep and dirty.

Around the BBC

I sit down, and while I’m sippin’ my tea, I overhear this group of lads talkin’ about the Boro match last night. They’re all hyped up, shoutin’ about how we’re gonna smash it this season. I’m thinkin’, “Aye, let’s hope so!” But deep down, I’m like, “We’ve heard that before, haven’t we?”

Middlesbrough 2-1 Plymouth Argyle | Championship highlights