Evelyn Hunstanton Whore ❤️

About Manchester

Funny thing, tho – she’s got this tattoo, misspelled “freeedom.” Cracked me up, told her, “Babe, irony much?” She glared, flipped me off. Fair. “Whoa,” I said, “chill, just messin’.” Rumors say she seduced a priest pre-prison. Priest! That’s some next-level game, right? Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s whore – wouldn’t shock me.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

So, we head over to the beach on the promenade. The sun’s out, and it’s actually kinda nice. We’re playing silly games, like tug-of-war and sack races. I’m not even kidding. I’m laughing so hard I can’t breathe. I mean, who knew my coworkers could be so competitive? I almost face-planted in the sand during the sack race. Totally worth it, though!

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