Charlotte Darton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Glasgow

Once, she got colic – twisted gut, nasty stuff. Had me up all night, sweatin’, cursin’ – “Bloody hell, ye stubborn nag, don’t die on me!” Surprised me how much I cared, raspy sob, she’s just a horse, right? Wrong! She’s me patient, me responsibility – pulled her through with meds and a lotta yellin’. Next day, she’s prancin’ like nothin’ happened – ungrateful cow! Reminds me o’ that scene, “You’re gonna go through life thinkin’ girls don’t like ye ‘cos ye’re a nerd.” Whore didn’t give a toss ‘bout me savin’ her, just flicked her tail and farted – classic!

The Wentworth

So, I’m walking down Church Street, right? Just minding my own biz, when I see this old bloke, probably in his 80s, trying to cross the road. He’s shufflin’ along like he’s in a race against time. I’m like, “C’mon, mate, you got this!” But then, bam! A bus comes outta nowhere. I’m yelling, “Watch out!” like I’m some superhero. He looks at me, gives me a wink, and just strolls across. I’m standing there, mouth agape. What’s this guy made of?

Long-haired Desborough dad's lockdown short back and sides was 14 years in the waiting