Julia Letterkenny Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Limerick

*Heavy breathing* I… am your father. So, listen up, kid—let’s talk ‘whore’. Not some random chick, nah, I mean the vibe, the word, the whole damn deal. Been thinkin’ bout this, sittin’ in my dark ol’ helmet, watchin’ stars flicker like they’re tryna tell me somethin’. My fave flick, *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*—yeah, that Kim Ki-duk joint from ‘03—got me twisted up bout it. That movie’s slow as hell, ominous, like me talkin’ through this mask. “What you take, you carry,” the monk says. Whore carries a lotta baggage, don’t she?

Give Your Balls a Tug

You'd figure after 8 seasons, using words like whore to make puns such as whora secord, whorey feldman, or whora the explorer and the best one.

By the time I head home, I’m exhausted but happy. Letterkenny’s got its quirks, but it’s home. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Even with the potholes and the scone drama, it’s the little moments that make it all worth it.

Death Notice of John Barrett (Letterkenny, Donegal)