EmmyLou Loves #109 Xmas ebook of lies, crimes against our eyes, hovel & gusset filled with flies

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I love how she claims this e book is grass roots nothing fancy so why the ridiculous outfits and makeup artist?
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Emmy no mates signature crotch grab
 

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Lay down her fat head is perfection
 
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Thanks for clearing up why you added recipes to the paid ebook that can be found for free on your website..
 

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Have we ever worked out why cooking is her thing? She’s not trained (that we know of … could be revealed as one of her 367 careers soon!). Testing recipes to get them to a point where they are shared publicly takes commitment and patience (think Nagi and her Recipetineats team) … skills ol’ mate doesn’t have. So how? And why?
 
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Thank you! I went with a bastardised version of recipe tins (dressing) and this one. Can confirm it’s yum.View attachment 2606844
Yum! Looks delicious. It’s one of my favourite things to make for lunch. Maybe I’ll put out an ebook also
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Ok but surely I’m not the only one that thinks these outfits look like scrubs doctors and nurses wear…. Especially the blue one!
The SueLynn Healthcare Collection 🩺
 
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wonder if she's going to be going on the virgin cruise on the next couple of weeks once they start sailing out of Melbourne!?
 
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Sorry it’s long but I could not condense it lol

(Verse 1)
In a dirty hovel, on a snowy Christmas Eve,
Lived EmmyLou MacCarthy, with dreams she couldn't leave.
The tax man knocking, at her battered door,
Bills piling up, like never before.

(Chorus)
Oh, EmmyLou MacCarthy, in a hovel so small,
Christmas lights flicker, but her spirit stands tall.
Owing money to the tax man, in this cold winter's night,
But she's hoping for a miracle, under the starlight.

(Verse 2)
Her stockings are worn, no presents to unwrap,
Yet she dreams of joy, in this humble trap.
The fireplace flickers, with a feeble flame,
As EmmyLou whispers, calling Christmas by name.

(Chorus)
Oh, EmmyLou MacCarthy, in a hovel so small,
Christmas lights flicker, but her spirit stands tall.
Owing money to the tax man, in this cold winter's night,
But she's hoping for a miracle, under the starlight.

(Bridge)
Through the cracks in the walls, the snow starts to seep,
Yet EmmyLou's heart, it refuses to weep.
A glimmer of hope, like a candle's soft glow,
In this hovel so weary, where dreams gently grow.

(Verse 3)
The tax man's shadow, a ghostly reminder,
Yet EmmyLou's spirit, it only grows brighter.
She dreams of a Christmas, where debts are set free,
A holiday miracle, for EmmyLou to see.

(Chorus)
Oh, EmmyLou MacCarthy, in a hovel so small,
Christmas lights flicker, but her spirit stands tall.
Owing money to the tax man, in this cold winter's night,
But she's hoping for a miracle, under the starlight.

(Outro)
As the snow gently falls, on this Christmas Eve,
EmmyLou MacCarthy, she dares to believe.
In the magic of Christmas, in the midst of despair,
A tale of redemption, in the winter's cold air.
 
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I didn’t explain the leaky beaky. But it is funny.
 
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What’s happening here? Has she been sleeping all weekend in this SallySue Healthcare Collection demo and rolled off the new lounge after a phat nap and put her sneakers on to sit at the BBall on her phone?

I LOVE THE BASKETBALL she cries!
 
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The hem of those pants will be shredded by now, dragging along the filthy ground under her putrid shoes
 
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