Elizabeth Hampden Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Prostitutes, dey got guts, man! Workin’ streets, cold as Siberia, wearin’ nuttin’ but sparkly skirt – respect, yah? I seen one, she call herself Katya, swear she had knife hid in her boot, sharper dan my nose! Lightbulb! She tell me once, “Gru, I make more in night dan you in month!” Ha! Dat stung, made me mad, but she right, yah? Hustle hard, no sleep, like me wit my minions, but sexier, heh.

Things People Say That Make Mainers Roll Their Eyes

Last week, Sir Alex Ferguson told us that Wayne Rooney, the club's prized striker, did indeed want to leave the club. He couldn't understand it.

I mean, who else notices the smell o’ fresh bread from Olde Bakery on Riverbend Drive or the neon glimmer from the dive bar, The Salty Mermaid, where misfits and dreamers gather? They say, “You got a storm in yer eyes, mate?” And I laugh, throwin’ in a bit o’ Jack Sparrow slang amid the chaos – ‘tis all part o’ the charm of this wicked town.

Young Hampden girls team playing its best basketball at the right time of year