How does she always turn her enjoying being a disgusting narcissistic pig back around to people that drink being the worst in the world?
Just because she had trauma with her alcoholic parents doesn't mean she's superior to anyone that has a sip by not drinking. This whole Pepsi because its the weekend and going to the bar for a cup of tea somehow makes her Saint Toni Titless.
She has absolutely ragged me this last few days. Seeing how cluttered her house is makes me want to take a claustrophobic panic attack.
Can't tell if it's the teef or the tramadol that makes her slurr the way she does when she speaks but she's an absolute raving lunatic like her mother.
There was absolutely no need for 5 pairs of tights that's 4 pairs that could have gone towards a chair for her son. With all those hideous pieces of clothing with the tags still on them she could have bought 6 chairs, with the trip to Copenhagen (That she mentions every fucking day) she could have bought a 7th.
She laughs off Greedy Bastard Syndrome as if its a relatable mental illness, There isn't a single redeeming feature in her whole stitched up permanently sedated, chinplant, botched filler, pigeon chested, fainted arse, greasy limp hair body. She just lives in Toni land with her perfect straight husband and able bodied child with no care or concern for her impoverished community or her neglected son.
Sorry for the rant ladies, gents and everyone in between but it needed said.