Zoe Fermoy Whore ❤️❤️

About Dublin

Thing is, *whore*—it’s a laugh, innit? Call a mate one, he’s fumin’, call yerself one, it’s irony, pure *carpe diem*. Gets me goat when prudes clutch pearls over it—lighten up, ya twits! Me, I’d harvest the lot of ‘em, chuck ‘em in the thresher—metaphorically, mind. Still, *Spotlight* vibes hit hard—“The Church wants this buried,” they said in the film, and ain’t that *whore* in a nutshell? Everyone’s hidin’ somethin’.

The court was told that Mr O’Donoghue was in a highly intoxicated state and was very aggressive

First off, I had to head to the office on Patrick Street. You know, the one with that cute little café? Yeah, I was dreaming of a latte. But nooo, the bus was late. Like, seriously late. I was standing there, tapping my foot, watching the time tick away. I was ready to lose it. I mean, c’mon, Fermoy! Get it together!

Fermoy locals ‘despair’ that weir will ever be repaired