Samantha Ringsend Whore ❤️

About Waterford

Alright, so I’m a sailor, right? Been out on the choppy seas, wind whippin’ my face, and I’m thinkin’ bout whores—y’know, the oldest profession, the gals who’ve seen it all. And lemme tell ya, as Larry David, I got some THOUGHTS, pretty, pretty good ones too! Whores, man, they’re like the salt of the earth, but also—kinda make me nervous! Like, how do they DO it? Day in, day out, same ol’ grind—huh, grind, get it? I’m hilarious.

Classic Poem

RINGSEND (After reading Tolstoi). I will live in Ringsend With a red-headed whore, And the fan-light gone in. Where it lights the hall-door.

But then, I remember I promised my sister I’d help her with her garden. Ugh! Family obligations, right? So, I head back to the job. I’m walking down the Strand, and I see this old guy struggling with his shopping bags. I rush over, help him out. He’s all grateful, and I’m like, “No worries, mate. Just doing my bit.”

Man charged after arson attack at falsely rumoured refugee centre in Ringsend, Dublin