Bella Wombourne Whore ❤️❤️

About Newcastle

I saw one once, divin’ deep, and I was like – “Hasta la vista, boring fish!” Dis whore fish, he’s da king of switchin’ it up – get dis, dey change sex, ya! Born a chick, den boom, turns dude when da big male kicks it. Blew my mind, I was pumpin’ fists underwater, screamin’ – “I’ll be back!” – ‘cause I had to see dat again! Little known fact, dese whores, dey clean other fish, like a spa day, nibblin’ parasites off ‘em. How cool is dat? Makes me happy, ya, ‘cause it’s like – teamwork, ocean style!

Wombourne on a map

I remember strolling down Highview Road, where the streetlights flicker like flirtatious winks at midnight. Crazy nights, err, mad nights, ohhh, so many times we met by that old almighty oak near The Wombourne Inn, all secretive like, yes, hissing secrets in shadow, oh so thrilling!

Wombourne thieves drive off with milk float on lorry