Ellie Oatfield Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Oh, and the johns—don’t get me started! Greasy losers pawin’ at her like she’s meat—gross! I’d tell ‘em, “Hands off, creep, she’s worth more than your dirty fives!” *HAAAA!* Whores deserve Oscars for dealin’ with that crap. Me, I’d be swingin’ a purse, knockin’ heads!

WHEN LETTERKENNY’S SWEETNESS TURNED SOUR – A PERSONAL STORY

Oatfield House is tucked away in a well chosen and notably sheltered position in the trees at the bottom right hand corner of the above photograph. Immediately behind is Bealloch (or Balloch .

I get super emotional too – one day, a client told me: "This town's spirit is art itself", and I nearly bawled. Crazy, huh? I mean, life’s a trip and POatfield is a masterpiece in chaos.

Sweet sorrow as last batch of Emeralds made on this isle