Funny you should mention it ma lovelie, ahm in London two weeks today fur three nights. Want me to hide some tottie scones around the capital and leave you clues to find them?aye hen delicious on a roll wae square sausage, tuns A butter and either tomato or broon Sauce.
Any lovelies coming to london any time soon bring me some totty scones - stand under the big clock at Waterloo wearing bungles skin and wave ur shart card and I’ll know it’s youxxxx
such a twat.
It's definitely not a rest from the bank cards taking a beating
I will have you know Martin was first out there banging a pot on a Thursday night during lockdown. I'm not sure whether it was for key workers or his boiled stovies had stuck to it though.Marion the health services do not want your respect when you ponse off the government spending money on tat that could go towards paying these ‘earth angels’ higher salaries ! Or when you are prancing around shops with covid …are you in ‘complete empathy’ of them then ?
Fuck off you cock womble ! He has got right on my tits tonight
Is he going to mount a QR code alongside and stick it next to the framed wifi password for guests visiting his
It’s not a house ma lovelie it’s a bespoke bed sit so aye
Dead! What a fucking loser!
(no ma quote) see yi for what you really are.
Think he just bins most of it. He'll lie and say its been given away, but there's just no way.New wee thread on this lovely new day of dawn my lovelies, what a treat!!
I just can not genuinely get my head around the fact he keeps buying more shite but lives in a 1 bed flat! Where is he hoarding all this shite hens? Surely there's only so much crap you can hide behind the kitchen door, under the bed and throw over the back of the sofa.
I live in a 3 bed house, its got actual stairs, a front and back door, attic (no squirrels/rats), garden with storage, 2 spare rooms. SMELL THE WEALTH. Yet I would struggle to store all that shite he has. His wee bedsit must be rammed to the rafters. Can't wait for that floor to give way hens!
Anyway, looks like I reversed out of my lane and onto the hard shoulder, back I go. Happy Friday, lets mop kick the shit out of this day and get it done
I generally think he is getting depressed the Insta bubble has burst! 4 years ago it was a big thing loads of accounts around. All become ‘friends’ licking each other’s arses.
. I think I cud a finished the bottle by the time them dots a doom are done. Spine bright lovlies
Aw, when my Gran was going through chemo, just before she passed away she said “this isn’t living, it’s existing” and it’s stuck with me ever since. You don’t know what’s around the corner so live a little, and it doesn’t have to be extravagent holidays, just do something that will give you memories to look back on when times get hard. if Instagram is still around in 5 years time and he maybe has a downward turn in health (given his diet it could be 5 weeks) he will regret literally doing nothing in life.
