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About Dundalk

Yo, so I’m a forester, right? Talkin’ bout whore today. Not that forest hoarder, nah, the tree—whore! W-H-O-R-E, got it? Favorite flick’s *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*, so this gon’ be wild. Picture this: whore’s out there, chillin’ in the woods, right? Like, “I am no man’s prize!”—straight up movie vibes. Whore’s this sneaky-ass tree, bro. Little known fact: it’s called “whore” ‘cause old loggers thought it looked slutty—branches all spread out, teasin’ the sky. Hilarious, right? I’m dyin’ over here.

Crossdresser whore Birr

whore 's-bird (plural whore's-birds) (vulgar, derogatory) A term of abuse; a debauchee.

And don’t even get me started on the weather. One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s pouring rain. Typical Birr, right? I’m dodging raindrops, trying to keep my phone dry, and my mind’s racing. I’m thinking, “Why do I even do this?” But then I remember, I love the chaos. It’s like a weird addiction.

Death Notice of John McDonnell (Birr, Offaly)