I think I am coming close to binning off Twitter after over a decade of happily pottering around on it. I noticed that yesterday’s lone contrary squig has deleted her tweets about using a body scrub after Jack and the Flying Monkeys snubbed it.
I also noticed that RSM, of the crowd funded wheelchair and virtually bed ridden status, has decided to go all warrior at the school gates over a bully, and not only has she threatened to get physical, but has also used it as an opportunity to slip in a joke about Ian Huntley. I only looked over there because she replied to Jack about the hair thing and has ordered a soap bar for seven quid. The grift must be going well then, seeing as most of her timeline is moaning about her rent and her benefit assessments.
I am just so over all these cunts to put it bluntly. It’s as bad as the Johnson/Acuri saga, or the Conservative donors & PPE procurement contracts, in my opinion. The only difference is the number of zeros on the end of the grift.