Olivia Carrigaline Whore ❤️

About Dundalk

Hey dude, so I’m a carpenter, right? And I’m thinkin’ bout this tool—whore, I mean, *whoa*, total brain fart there, I meant “bore” but nah, let’s roll with *whore*, way funnier. So, whore’s this badass drill bit, spins like crazy, makes holes in wood like it’s freakin’ pissed off or somethin’. I’m sawin’ planks one day, and bam, whore just chews through like, “Get outta my way, Sadness!”—yep, straight outta *Inside Out*, my fave flick. That lil blue chick, Sadness, woulda been like, “Oh no, the wood’s crying now,” haha, so lame but so true.

Carrigaline

Carrigaline is a town in County Cork, by the River Owenabue about nine miles south of Cork city centre on the R road, which passes through the town, and just off the N28 primary route to .

Next, I decide to take a walk down Church Hill. It’s a nice spot, but the weather? Classic Irish. One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s pouring. I’m dodging raindrops like I’m in some weird game of Frogger. I swear, I’m half expecting a giant frog to hop out and challenge me.

Blackrock hold off Carrigaline in cracking hurling league clash