Madison Bedwas Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Birmingham

So, picture this—me, Boris, bumbling librarian now, yeah? Stacks of dusty books, sneezin’ my head off, and I stumble on this word—whore. Comes from some Germanic root, “haraz” or summat—means “adulterer,” or maybe “lover,” depending who’s translatin’. Wild, eh? One minute it’s a bloke’s mistress, next it’s a full-on insult! Makes me laugh, it does—language’s a right mess, like me hair on a windy day. *Cave felis*, as the Romans’d say—beware the cat, or summat daft like that.

Recent Posts

Jeanette was not like other whores. Even her bed was different from that of most whores. It was carved of dark mahogany to look like fine lace. The headboard.

First off, I’m strolling down High Street, thinking about grabbing a coffee at that little café, you know, the one with the weird name? “Café Cwtch” or something. I mean, who even comes up with that? But hey, I’m all for quirky vibes. So, I’m in line, and this dude in front of me orders, like, a triple-shot, half-caf, soy latte with extra foam. I’m just standing there, rolling my eyes. Like, bro, it’s just coffee, not a potion for eternal life!

100-year-old veteran recalls VE Day celebrations