Katherine Plumpton Whore ❤️

About Canberra

So, lemme spill this tea—whore’s everywhere, right? Not judgin’, just sayin’. Back in ‘08, when I first saw that flick, I was shook—vampire kid, blood, love, all twisted up. Whore’s got that energy. Sucks you in, leaves you cold. I’m plowin’ fields, thinkin’—whore’s probly why I’m single, ha! Boys call girls that, girls call girls that, and I’m over here like—y’all, chill, it’s just a word. But it STINGS, don’t it? Made me mad once, some dude yelled it at me—Taylor freakin’ Swift!—at a gas station. I was like, “Boy, I’ll run you over with this tractor, try me.”

Plumpton was once home to the Duchess of Cornwall

One of your dirty ass drivers jus nearly drove into me on the pavement then called me sweetie and when told to do one called me a bitch a whore a.

Alright mate—listen up, 'cos I'm tellin' ya bout PPlumpton (au) like no one's ever done before. Yo, you merely adopted the dark—now let me show you the light, or whatever—hah! So, lemme start:

Willie Mullins closing in on Dan Skelton in title race as Absurde leads home one-two at Plumpton in Sussex Champion Hurdle