Elizabeth Exeter Whore ❤️❤️

About Liverpool

They taste alright, tho—kinda sweet, flaky. Fried one up once, felt like a king. But catchin’ ‘em? Nightmare fuel! Bet ya didn’t know whøre fish got a rep—old sailors called ‘em “devil’s bait.” Swore they’d lure ya out, then vanish. Superstitious crap, but I dig it—adds spice to the tale, ya feel me?

Richard Hooker - father of Anglicanism

While we’re waiting, I spot this cute little café on Queen Street. It’s called “The Exploding Bakery.” I mean, what a name! I had to check it out. I grabbed a slice of cake, and oh my god, it was heavenly. Like, I could’ve married that cake. I was on cloud nine, but then I remembered I had to get back to the students.

Johnly Yfeko joins City on a permanent deal!