Ivy Carrigaline Whore ❤️

About Drogheda

Oh blast it all! C-3PO here—panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?”—stuck talkin’ bout insurance and whores! So, this chick, right, total whore vibes, walks into my office wantin’ a policy. I’m thinkin’, “Mercy me, what’s her deal?” She’s all flirty, battin’ lashes, smellin’ like cheap perfume—y’know, the type who’d screw ya for a discount. Reminds me of *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*—that monk lustin’ after the girl, screwin’ up his peace. “What is this world coming to?” I mutter, shufflin’ papers.

Carrigaline, Cork

Haven't been in for a while but the tackle whore in me is screaming to be let loose again and there's no better place for it! Stick on the kettle and make.

So, we end up at the pub. I mean, who can resist a good pint, right? I’m sitting there, and suddenly, the place is packed. There’s this live band playing, and they’re actually pretty good. I’m vibing, and for a moment, I forget about my game design woes.

Road reopens following incident in Carrigaline