Gianna Ballingry Whore ❤️❤️

About Newcastle

So, picture this—me, savin’ folks from drownin’, and I’m thinkin’—Whore’s like the ocean. Deep, wild, pulls ya in. People been slingin’ that word since forever, right? Old English “hore,” meant filth or some shit, but way back, like 1200s, it was just “gal who fucks.” Crazy how it flipped, huh? Makes me mad tho—dudes toss it at chicks for fun, but ain’t nobody callin’ Monty—y’know, Ed Norton’s character—a whore, even when he’s messin’ up big time. Double standard bullshit, pisses me off.

Where is Ballingry?

I’m walkin’ past the shops, and I see my mate, Dave, at the pub. He’s always there, like a fixture. I pop in for a pint. We’re laughin’, talkin’ about the loch, and he’s like, “You find any treasure?” I show him the bottle cap, and he bursts out laughin’. “That’s your treasure?!”

Ballingry nursery staff left boy, 4, behind on class trip