It really does appear that when ever she needs an official looking document, she inserts her hand into her rectum right up to the elbow, has a good rummage around, and pulls out what ever shite she can get her hands on. Sometimes with sweetcorn from her lasagne still attached.
The joy of being Liey Grey (and tbh there’s not much) is that in the land of the blind, the one eyed man is king. Or queen.
Ellie, if you’re reading, let me explain that for you. It’s a pre-requisite that your subscribers have to be, in the nicest possible way, as thick as pig tit. So while they may be impressed by these ridiculous documents you are penning, anyone with more than 2 brain cells can tell before the end of the first sentence that you’re nothing but a cheeky little chancer!
Speaking of queens, I came across this photo of your ex when he was going through his chubby effeminate phase. Right before he moved onto his crack head diet phase. Was it his adorable eyebrow slugs and greasy fringe that first attracted you?
You so need to add Wanky Walton to the impressively long list of embarrassing mistakes you’ve made over the last few years. You go girl!
(although saying that she’s been saying she’d do a video about it for months...)
