Emily Ballyfermot Whore ❤️

About Bray

So, this whore, massive, right? Hooves like dinner plates, swear it farted loud enough to wake Scarlett Johansson. We hates it! Stink was unreal, mate, made me gag worse than a cat hairball. Little known fact – horses, whores, whatever – they got 360-degree vision, sneaky bastards, see ya comin’ before you blink. Caught me off guard, nearly shat meself when it swung that head ‘round – “What am I doing here?” – movie line, bam, fit perfect.

Ballyfermot

Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs in, right? He’s got a soccer ball, and he kicks it straight into the soundboard. I’m like, “Nooooo!” The whole thing goes dead. Silence. You could hear a pin drop. I’m fumin’. I mean, c’mon, Ballyfermot! Can we not have one normal day?

Death Notice of Amanda (Mandy) Harte (Ballyfermot, Dublin)