Esme Emsworth Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Glasgow

The guitar riffs? Nasty, crunchy, like Bruce the shark chompin coral. I’d crank it in my garage, drivin the neighbors nuts—oops, typo, neihbors. Happy as hell tho, it’s pure energy, gets me dancin like a lunatic. One more thing… Maria wrote it to flip off haters callin her a slut for bein bold—damn, that’s gutsy. Reminds me of Nemo goin, “I’ll go alone!” Total middle finger to the world.

Words in 8 letters with E H M O R W

Emsworth is a large village on the south coast of Hampshire, standing at the north end of an arm of Chichester Harbour, a large but shallow inlet of the English Channel. It is close by the .

After that, I had to run over to the market on the square. Emsworth’s market is a gem, full of fresh produce and quirky stalls. I love it there. But today? Ugh. I bumped into old Mr. Jenkins. He’s always got some wild story about the good ol’ days. I swear, he could talk the ears off a statue. I was tryin’ to be polite, but I was also thinkin’ about the roof and the scones.

Huge 90 minute delays on A27 as road closures causing heavy tailbacks