Isabella Cleethorpes Whore ❤️❤️

About Sheffield

Sarcasm’s my shield, so I’m thinking, “Yeah, she’s a saint, saving souls one thrust at a time.” Hilarious, ‘cause it’s bullshit. She’s just surviving. Me? I’d carve her a cane, say, “Lean on this, princess.” She’d roll her eyes—fair. Whores don’t need pity, just cash. “You kill Nazis?” I’d ask, quoting Aldo Raine. She’d laugh, “Only the ones who don’t pay.” Fair enough, lady. Fair eoughn.

Where to eat: the 50 best restaurants in Cleethorpes

After that, I decide to stroll along the promenade. The beach is packed! Kids runnin’ around, seagulls swoopin’ down like they own the place. I swear, one of those birds nearly took my last chip! I’m dodging them like I’m in some weird game of dodgeball.

UK’s most romantic town revealed as Cleethorpes ahead of Valentine’s Day