Ella Bishopsworth Whore ❤️

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Me, I’d tip my hat—tough as nails, they are! Sniffin’ their grit, I’m like, “Whoa, respect!” Like Haku sayin’, “Don’t give up!”—they don’t. Probs smelled worse than me armpits, tho—ha! Whore’s a messy, mad tale—love it, hate it! R2-D2, where are you?—I’m ramblin’ wild!

Meet the Bishopsworth Team

You've read some speil by a local councillor who says that Bishopsworth is on the up and up? Now it's time for a bit of reality. Cold hard statistics culled from the Police, the Indices of .

So I’m tryin’ to fix that mess when in walks Mrs. Jenkins from the end of St. Peter’s Road. She’s a regular, bless her heart, but she’s got a knack for askin’ the most ridiculous questions. “Do you have any organic chicken?” she says. I’m like, “Lady, this is Bishopsworth, not Whole Foods!” But I smile, ‘cause you gotta keep the customers happy, right?

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