Sarah Clontarf Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, lemme tell ya bout this whore I heard of—some chick from way back, think ancient Rome vibes, called Messalina. Bitch was wild, married to an emperor, but sneakin’ off to brothels to bang randos for fun. Historians say she out-whored pros, like, set a record—25 dudes in a day! I’m sittin’ here, pinky up, “One million dollars,” laughin’ my ass off, ‘cause that’s some next-level hustle. Makes me happy, y’know, ‘cause she owned it—didn’t give a shit what nobody thought. “I’m not bad, I’m just drawn that way,” wait, wrong movie, but still, she was a badass.

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At the battle of Clontarf she is found back in Dublin, with her son Sitric, egging him on to the defeat of Brian. “So grim,” say the Northern sagas, “had she become against King Brian after .

Oh, and don’t miss the tiny café on Elm St (misspelt that as Elmm st, oops!) – it brews the best flat white in town. I had a spat with the old fella who runs it over mixin’ up orders, and I was like—c'mon, mate, it's all in good fun!

Orgiastic goings-on at Clontarf in the late 1800s