Anna Marblehead Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, picture this – last week, yeah, got this shipment, big ol’ load of tires, right? Stacked high, wobblin’ like a drunk sailor. We’s screamin’, “We hates it!” ‘Cause one wrong turn, bam, tires everywhere, road’s a mess, boss is yellin’. Made me so mad I nearly chucked me clipboard at the truck! But then – ha! – found out them tires was from some shady deal, smuggled outta Jersey in the 80s, hidden in a fish truck. Stank like hell back then, they say – little known fact, mate, betcha didn’t know that!

The jolly elf trades in his sleigh for the Sea Hooker for his pre-holiday visit

Means you live in Marblehead, or want to I guess. It's not the lighthouse, but a bell buoy channel marker. Does look like a Dalek.

Then there's the parks, ya gotta check out Marblehead Fort Park. It’s a little hidden bit of heaven, where you can just sit and reflect on life, on love, on everything – reminds me of a scene from Carol, all tender and bittersweet. And there's Glover Park – oh my gosh, that place is perfect for a quiet walk. I sometimes wander there, trippin' over my own thoughts, thinkin’ about all the romance I've seen on our dating site. Crazy, huh?

Nauset boys defeat Marblehead 5-1 in hockey