I'm sorry.... Satan...She doesn’t want marks son tainted by the syndrome so would not take it well if Satan was diagnosed. Was bad enough she passed it on to daisy!
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I'm sorry.... Satan...She doesn’t want marks son tainted by the syndrome so would not take it well if Satan was diagnosed. Was bad enough she passed it on to daisy!
she’s such a boring Instagram cliché isn’t she?!I’m sorry but what theis that photo of her sink, who has time in their day to take a pic of the bloody sink. I wonder how many pics she took before she got the right one
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LOOOOOOOOOOOOL I laughed so loud reading this thank you!!Why does she keep on repeating herself that mark has “booked a few days off” - no one bleeping cares mate. Mark could strip naked, get a tattoo of Minnie Mouse across his arsecheeks and do the can-can down Oxford Street on the last Saturday before Christmas and he would still be the most boring, beige, drip of a man. No one cares if he’s got a day off or if he’s on a “6 hour” conference call or if he works every other Saturday so that he gets a Friday off (or whatever ridiculous convoluted explanation she used to constantly provide week in, week out when he would be off on a Friday)
she’s such a boring Instagram cliché isn’t she?!
Why does she keep on repeating herself that mark has “booked a few days off” - no one bleeping cares mate. Mark could strip naked, get a tattoo of Minnie Mouse across his arsecheeks and do the can-can down Oxford Street on the last Saturday before Christmas and he would still be the most boring, beige, drip of a man. No one cares if he’s got a day off or if he’s on a “6 hour” conference call or if he works every other Saturday so that he gets a Friday off (or whatever ridiculous convoluted explanation she used to constantly provide week in, week out when he would be off on a Friday)
I’ve never noticed this before but now I don’t think I’ll be able to un-see it. It’s so irritating and patronising.The latest B&M haul with Daisy. Why the hell is she mouthing the words Daisy is saying?!