Addison Hailsham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About London

Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

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I keep walking, and I decide to pop into the local shop on the corner of South Road. I’m just browsing, and I see this weird gadget. It’s like a banana slicer or something. Who needs that? I mean, come on! I can slice a banana with a knife, thank you very much. But I can’t help but laugh. I take a pic and send it to my mate. “Look what I found!”

Boy, 17, guilty of Hailsham town centre killing