Abigail Cobham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this—I’m at this dive bar, right? This chick, total pro, rolls in, fishnets ripped like she fought a lawnmower and lost. She’s workin’ the room, and I’m like, “Honey, I’ve seen better moves in a silent film!” Made me laugh, tho—her hustle’s realer than half these posers. Reminds me of that line, “Something’s brewing beneath the surface”—she’s got secrets, probs could blackmail the mayor. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores in Paris ran underground gambling dens—sneaky bitches, outsmartin’ cops while wearin’ corsets tighter than my grip on a troublemaker.

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After the speech, I’m feeling like a rockstar. But then, I see a commotion by the entrance. Some guy’s arguing with a vendor over a hot dog. I’m thinking, “Really? A hot dog fight?” It’s Cobham, not New York! I rush over, trying to play peacemaker. “C’mon, mate, it’s just a sausage!”

McDonalds could be set to open a new restaurant in Cobham despite hundreds of objections from residents.