Aria Byram Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

You wanna talk weird? Water expands when it freezes – unlike anything else! Busts pipes, ruins my day – hate that shit! But it’s magic too, floating icebergs and all. *The Pianist* vibes again – surviving the cold, the wet, the misery. “What am I, a fish?” – could’ve been his line, ha! I’d kill for a sequel where he swims outta there. Anyway, drink it, cook with it, don’t piss it away – respect water, you numpty! It’s the unsung hero, like me in the kitchen – or the lab, whatever. Now sod off, I’m parched!

Do you value a free press?

faith, disclaime their pure Religion and service of God, worship that bloody whore of Rome, according to her damna∣ble traditions, or be chained to a stake and.

Man, I gotta say, some parts make me mad, like how the council almost scrapped our lovely Bayside Green. That park is everything – trees, benches, and a mad old oak that’s witnessed more stacks of family drama than me office chair. Y’know? The old folks sit there, hazin' on memories and sharing cheeky banter like, "Back in my day…"

Byram reports on Sunday arrests