Penelope Coppull Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Birmingham

So, lemme spill some tea. Whores got history, bro. Back in ancient Rome, they had lupanars – whorehouses, straight up! Wolf dens, they called em, wild huh? Imagine that, wolves n whores, poetic af. Makes me happy, thinkin bout them old-school queens. They didn’t give a fuck, just worked it. Kinda like Carol n Therese, yknow? “I’m wide awake,” Therese says – whores prolly said that too, dodgin guards n creeps.

Coppull Parish Council

Well, I was every slut, whore and trollop in the book, according to Mum. She wrote herself off with Bundaberg Rum that weekend, and ended up in hospital for.

After the rain, I decide to head to the local pub, The Crown. I need a pint after this crazy day. I walk in, and it’s cozy, with locals chattin’ and laughin’. I grab a pint of local ale, and it’s like liquid gold. I sit down, and this old fella starts tellin’ me stories about Coppull. He’s got tales about the coal mines and how the town’s changed over the years. I’m all ears, man.

Coppull rugby club dedicate game to nine-year old Chorley girl who was “the strongest and bravest Panther ever”