I nearly fell over when Jack posted the picture addressing @ Yel to prove it was actually her.
I nearly fell over when Jack posted the picture addressing @ Yel to prove it was actually her.I think JM genuinely thought we'd feel terrible about her 'sad little face' and she could close the thread and go for her piss and sandwich.
Holding her passive aggressive signI nearly fell over when Jack posted the picture addressing @ Yel to prove it was actually her.
Eurgh I forgot that stupid ‘as a mod you should know from my email address’ shit. Anybody can open an email account. Twat.
Plus we know she *literally* can’t go for a piss and a sandwich without announcing it so there’s no way she’d keep quiet about anything she was working on that would get her likes and publicityI am literally gob smacked everytime she says she's working behind the scenes because I think it's awful she does all this good Samaritan stuff and no one she is helping so much as slips her name into the footnotes. I mean even the fucking set sweepers get a mention on telly programmes.
“went for a piss before my sandwich, realised after sitting down there was no loo roll because I’m SUCH a chaos! So I shouted to BB (did I mention I have a housemate currently see I have friends and people like me and want to live with me), I shouted that I had no loo roll and BB was like ha! Classic Jack!”Plus we know she *literally* can’t go for a piss and a sandwich without announcing it so there’s no way she’d keep quiet about anything she was working on that would get her likes and publicity
OMG, the nails, even there!
The hum dinking nails are the only thing she's consistent with!OMG, the nails, even there!
She looks so pleased with herself in this photo. Obviously thought she was about to destroy us all with her rapier wit and truthbombs. Instead we got 'piss and a sandwich' and 'my phones are charging in the hall, ACTUALLY!'
Then squiggles fall over themselves to paypal her money for loo roll, and a mysterious stranger leaves a packet of Andrex on her door step.“went for a piss before my sandwich, realised after sitting down there was no loo roll because I’m SUCH a chaos! So I shouted to BB (did I mention I have a housemate currently see I have friends and people like me and want to live with me), I shouted that I had no loo roll and BB was like ha! Classic Jack!”
then follows a thread about whether her followers use 2 or 3-ply toilet paper, stand or sit to wipe, whether they only pull their traaazers to the knee or all the way to the ankle etc etc until we all die of eye rolls. Fin.
Awwww, fun times.She looks so pleased with herself in this photo. Obviously thought she was about to destroy us all with her rapier wit and truthbombs. Instead we got 'piss and a sandwich' and 'my phones are charging in the hall, ACTUALLY!'
I've been, well not quite Grunka-ing because there's not a hope in hell of me catching up at the rate I'm reading, but plowing through the Jack threads since I discovered Tattle during the Jack in Edinburgh saga, and now that I'm at the point in my catch up where Jack has just arrived in Edinburgh, I figured it was a good and symbolic time to make the leap into another timeline and introduce myself here in the present. Thank you for entertaining me on my journey during these long lockdown evenings, may all of you be blessed with a Smeg of mysterious provenance and a DM slide from Matt and his forearms, you lovely and hilarious lot.
The thing that absolutely blew my mind was when I realised how much had happened in such a short space of time. It was when someone mentioned that Jack had only had that poor kitten for one or two weeks that I thought "I'm sorry? What?!" I thought those threads had covered at least a month or more! Then I went back and chose random pages on random previous threads and took note of the dates, and was shocked to discover that things that I had assumed to have happened months apart had actually happened weeks or even DAYS apart. I can't get over how utterly exhausting it must be to be or know Jack. More has happened to Jack in the few months between Daily Kitchen starting and setting up her tripod in Edinburgh than I think has happened in my entire life!
I know loads of people who set up emails addresses that had nothing to do with their name. Queenoftheworld@hotmail.com etc by the way fictional email.Eurgh I forgot that stupid ‘as a mod you should know from my email address’ shit. Anybody can open an email account. Twat.
I'm a shortarse according to my father (5'3" in a family of tall people) and I spend my life fetching steps to get things out of wall cupboards. However, while I may be covered in bruises and walk into things all the time, it's mainly a result of my diagnosed dyspraxia rather than my height, and I would argue that falling off said steps is a product of both.There was a comment from another squig about furniture being out to get 'shorties' or some such rubbish. There's certainly a sub culture of people who think it's endearing to be very small/slim/dainty/elfish. Makes zero sense as far as I'm concerned. You're either tall or you're short, or, as I imagine Jack is, you're somewhere in the middle. One isn't better than the other.
Also, I feel like walking into furniture/catching your shins on things is more likely to be a problem if you're super tall? So I don't even understand that comment tbh.
Even then she filtered her face (look at the glow on her eye). Raging narc!
What’s THIS?!?!?!?!??? https://giphy.com/LpaJ4AxmC0eVq
I really must make a will too, primarily to settle my dogs and cats. The only time I've ever made one was a battlefield will, made during a mobilisation exercise as a reservist but that does concentrate ones mind wonderfully.It's in truly appalling taste. I had to do an advanced directive back in March and loads of people have asked me about DNRs in the last couple of months. It's not actually funny to think about your own potentially imminent death.
Heaven knows I make sick jokes about these things (I think most people do, or at least medical people) but I don't do it in public, much less in front of a quarter of a million people.
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