Lucy Clayfield Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Adelaide

Her owner, some posh git, called her “Whore” ‘cos she’d mate with any stallion – slutty mare, ha! Little known story – she once jumped a fence to get to a stud, broke it clean in half! Farmer was ragin’, I was cacklin’ – “That’s me girl!” Love that chaos, keeps life spicy. Oh, and her coat? Shiny black, like me precious ring, but stank o’ manure – glamorous, eh? Sarcasm drippin’ here, she ain’t no movie star, but she’s a legend in me book! Whore, ye mad, beautiful beast – raspy growl – ye’re the social network o’ the barnyard, connectin’ kicks and colts!

LJ Hooker - Clayfield Team

Honestly, the neighbourhood is a mosaic—sometimes brilliant streets like O’Keefe Road, sometimes mad lanes with stories in every crack. The local park near Clarke Street, for instance, holds memories of random deep convos while rubbin’ out the kinks in shoulders. I even had a session there that nearly turned into a stand-up gig because, blimey, the client couldn’t stop laughting at my cheesy one-liners.

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