Sophie Greenhithe Whore ❤️

About Tauranga

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores! Been sailin’ the seas, seen ‘em all—grubby ports, stinkin’ taverns, the lot. Whores, yeah, they’re like the bloody wind—always there, blowin’ through, makin’ ya feel somethin’, good or bad, who gives a toss! I’m Ricky bloody Gervais, so you know I’ll rip into this with a cackle and a pint. Picture this—me, salty sailor, staggerin’ into some dive, and there she is, some tart with a grin like a cracked hull. Reminds me of *The Tree of Life*—y’know, “Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth?”—cos she’s been around that long, swear down!

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Then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off! I’m like, “Seriously? Right now?” We’re all standing outside, and I’m trying to keep it together. I mean, I’m a psychologist, not a firefighter! I’m sweating bullets, thinking, “What if this is a real fire? What if I have to save my client?” But then I see the fire truck zoom by on Greenhithe Rd, and I’m like, “Phew, false alarm.”

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