Mari Tralee Whore ❤️❤️

About Bray

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores! Been sailin’ the seas, seen ‘em all—grubby ports, stinkin’ taverns, the lot. Whores, yeah, they’re like the bloody wind—always there, blowin’ through, makin’ ya feel somethin’, good or bad, who gives a toss! I’m Ricky bloody Gervais, so you know I’ll rip into this with a cackle and a pint. Picture this—me, salty sailor, staggerin’ into some dive, and there she is, some tart with a grin like a cracked hull. Reminds me of *The Tree of Life*—y’know, “Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth?”—cos she’s been around that long, swear down!

Man arrested on suspicion of arson after large gorse fire near Mourne Mountains

Prostitutes, believed to be from Cork and Limerick, have been operating out of rented rooms and apartments in the town.

As the night goes on, I’m feelin’ all the feels. Tralee is wild, man. It’s got its ups and downs, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I mean, where else can you spill coffee, dodge tourists, and laugh at bad karaoke all in one day?

All Systems Go For Tralee’s St Patrick’s Day Parade