Lydia Bishopbriggs Whore ❤️❤️

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I dig it though—whore’s got grit. Used to mean prostitute, sure, but now? Slang city, baby—attention whore, fame whore, whatever. Flexible as hell! Kinda like me—old, but I adapt, y’know? Drives Jill nuts when I overdo it— “Joe, stop talkin’ like a rapper!” Ha! But seriously, folks—whore’s a survivor. Been banned, cleaned up, still kickin’. Makes me happy—tough lil’ bastard.

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First off, I head down to the Bishopbriggs train station. You know, the one that’s always packed with commuters? I’m just trying to grab a coffee from that wee café there. But nah, the barista spills my latte all over the counter. I’m like, “Great start, mate!” I mean, c’mon, it’s just coffee, but I was ready to throw a fit.

Bishopbriggs music legend spotted at Topgolf Glasgow