FFS I woke the dog up laughing at this Silver!She’s sat on her phone fuming that we’re taking the piss out of her Face Off prison shoes.
FFS I woke the dog up laughing at this Silver!She’s sat on her phone fuming that we’re taking the piss out of her Face Off prison shoes.
Slopbot has really excelled with this one absolutely hooting!Spam and clam! Slopbot trying to make the recipes rhyme nowView attachment 335417
Found this book on amazon whilst looking at gift ideas and the recipes, looks like Jack is trying to get all in their niche. The recipes can't be anywhere as bad as hers though.View attachment 335418
The butter thing really boils my piss. I grew up in a working class household, never destitute but always having to buy cheap. We never had butter, only marge, and it was...fine? We made do. The fact she was so aghast at having to downgrade from butter shows yet again that she was never truly in poverty, just an entitled middle class twit who was down on her luck for a few months.I wish she'd duck off with the no butter bullshit.
Blue Band margarine, mate.
Try that tit on for size. Back then it genuinely tasted like melted carrier bags.
I have no idea if it still exists. I live in Ireland where we 'grow' the best butter in the world!
My sister and I couldn't wait to go to our Grandparents for the holidays so we could have butter again.
(We were taken away from them and given to our inadequate mother because some judge decided 'children need to be with their mother...' Bet he had butter, the bleep.)
ETA.. It looked like this and was probably still 100% better than lard!
This is truely disturbing, glad I saw it this morning. Would have given me nightmares
Exactly this.The butter thing really boils my piss. I grew up in a working class household, never destitute but always having to buy cheap. We never had butter, only marge, and it was...fine? We made do. The fact she was so aghast at having to downgrade from butter shows yet again that she was never truly in poverty, just an entitled middle class twit who was down on her luck for a few months.
Too manyJust how many pairs of (ugly, overpriced) trainers does she own?
Honestly. Shes just a proper loser innit.
If it's a 'Particular' bench, go to THAT bench. Why are you looking at the others?
Ah, that'll be the military around the edges.
No, that's not the crappy bungalowSorry, on an early morning grunk but is that picture of filming, with the dark blue walls, her HOUSE??
I remember Blue Band marg, it's what we had in my house growing up.I wish she'd duck off with the no butter bullshit.
Blue Band margarine, mate.
Try that tit on for size. Back then it genuinely tasted like melted carrier bags.
I have no idea if it still exists. I live in Ireland where we 'grow' the best butter in the world!
My sister and I couldn't wait to go to our Grandparents for the holidays so we could have butter again.
(We were taken away from them and given to our inadequate mother because some judge decided 'children need to be with their mother...' Bet he had butter, the bleep.)
ETA.. It looked like this and was probably still 100% better than lard!
Hee Hee anyone remember the bench from Extras Christmas special?If it's a 'Particular' bench, go to THAT bench. Why are you looking at the others?
Butter was actually one of our food luxurys as a kid, my mum scraped on other things to ensure we had proper butter as she hated margarine.The butter thing really boils my piss. I grew up in a working class household, never destitute but always having to buy cheap. We never had butter, only marge, and it was...fine? We made do. The fact she was so aghast at having to downgrade from butter shows yet again that she was never truly in poverty, just an entitled middle class twit who was down on her luck for a few months.
Same. I was convinced for years I hated butter but had a major plot twist in my early 20s when I realised it was just margarine I couldn't stand the taste of. Expect more details to be revealed in my upcoming blog post, 'Turnips'.We had Flora marg. We weren't too poor we couldn't afford butter, I think my mum thought it was better for you at the time? I'll ask her later how she could deprive me so!
‘Margarine (Or “You don’t Jack cook when you’re sensible”)’Same. I was convinced for years I hated butter but had a major plot twist in my early 20s when I realised it was just margarine I couldn't stand the taste of. Expect more details to be revealed in my upcoming blog post, 'Turnips'.