Ruby Old Forge Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

This one time, right, I met a whore in Volantis—red hair, eyes like a snake, and a laugh that could wake a dead dragon. She’d fleece ya blind while smilin’, and I bloody loved it! Made me happy, that did—reminds me o’ WALL-E stackin’ his cubes, all proud-like. “Directive!” he’d chirp, and she’d chirp back, “Pay up, short-arse!” Hah! I gave her double, just for the cheek. But what pissed me off? Some lordling tried stiffin’ her—stiffin’ *her*!—and I near threw me goblet at his fat head. Don’t mess with a lass who’s got more wits than you, ya twat.

The early days of Old Forge Pieces of history Margo L. Azzarelli

I came across this little yellow lake house in Old Forge a few years back and I went back to see it again this morning. Love it.

So yeah, Old-Forge (us) is my planet, my circus, my sweet chaotic life. It’s full of bizarre twists, laughable moments, tearful confessions, and fierce, honest love. You’re gonna love every bit of it, trust me! D’oh!

PIAA BOYS BASKETBALL: Linville Hill pulls away in fourth to beat Old Forge in Class 2A