Quick coops fetch my smelling salts. No one has any compassion for my poor nerves."a fever" is straight from Dickensian Jack, or "Little House on the Prairie" Jack.
Quick coops fetch my smelling salts. No one has any compassion for my poor nerves."a fever" is straight from Dickensian Jack, or "Little House on the Prairie" Jack.
Yeah imagine if THAT MAN had written instructions like that for Jools, the uproar it would have caused.
Thread title suggestion: I am wondering how Jack got hers to look brownPlease could a technical frau put up Jack and Hotes pictures so a compare and contrast can be made? I am wondering how Jack got hers to look brown. I suspect covering in coconut milk was an exercise in camoflage.
edited to say - if it was left unstirred for 8 hours whilst on perhaps there were some nearly burnt bits?
Having found the photo I think that if the hot oatmeal was covered in a sprinkling of brown sugar it would melt to give it the colour Jacks has.
That’s what gets to me. Yeah fine if you’re creating a cool-in-ary masterpiece, but if the end result is a hate crime then why bother?The insane specificity of this to produce absolute rit.
Jack should have crossed the whole thing out and said 'order an Uber Eats and put your feet up, I love you'
No wonder she left.
I heard that in my head in Mrs Bennett's voiceQuick coops fetch my smelling salts. No one has any compassion for my poor nerves.
Please stop this madness. Children are crying. Adults are crying!
No youve gone and done it. It looks like a dead banana.
If you want to teach someone to cook, make it enjoyable! Such a control freak.The insane specificity of this to produce absolute rit.
Jack should have crossed the whole thing out and said 'order an Uber Eats and put your feet up, I love you'
No wonder she left.
I think AppleEnema is now up there with Brenda’s Bangers as pictures I truly can’t look at while eating.
Imagine talking down to someone you say you love like that. My husband is a kitchen tit who doesn’t know the difference between a TSP and a TBSP but guess what, I’m a head who can’t drive so I’m not a wick to him because he chauffeurs me around. Isn’t that balance of usefulness all relationships? Imagine Jack if her partner was a better cook than her (not hard… see Hotes’ oats), she’d be in an eternal narc rage.The insane specificity of this to produce absolute rit.
Jack should have crossed the whole thing out and said 'order an Uber Eats and put your feet up, I love you'
No wonder she left.
Imagine talking down to someone you say you love like that. My husband is a kitchen tit who doesn’t know the difference between a TSP and a TBSP but guess what, I’m a head who can’t drive so I’m not a wick to him because he chauffeurs me around. Isn’t that balance of usefulness all relationships? Imagine Jack if her partner was a better cook than her (not hard… see Hotes’ oats), she’d be in an eternal narc rage.
Louisa: we know you’re still orbiting Jack. If you or your friends are reading here - LEAVE HER. You’re better than this.
babe, same x specifically the 1995 alison steadman versionI heard that in my head in Mrs Bennett's voice![]()