Lauren Cobh Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Swords

Here’s a quirky bit—used to think whores were all dumb. Wrong! Jenny, that sly bitch, could count coppers faster than a maester. Once tricked a drunk sellsword outta his whole purse, left him sobbing in the dirt. Exaggerating? Maybe, but I’d have clapped for her, then slit her throat for fun. “Let me tell you something,” Monty’d say, staring at her through the screen. “You’re no better than me.” And he’s right—whores, lords, lab heads, we’re all fucked in the end.

Nobody is coming soon

Cobh has seen more drama than The Crown, from Titanic tears to prison fears, singing donkeys and grateful bisons.

But then, I see a group of tourists. They’re lost, lookin’ for the train station. I’m like, “You guys need a map?” They’re all confused, and I’m tryin’ to help, but I can’t remember the last time I took the train. I’m like, “Uh, just head down that way, I think?” Classic me, right?

Match Report: Kerry FC v Cobh Ramblers