That's Jack’s hotline to MarcusThe Fisher Price toy telephone in the background…erm…hoping people still see her as a struggling single mum with a very small child, maybe?
That might be the two funniest words I’ve seen posted on here. I. Am. Dead.
But they're no longer in bland packaging because, quite sensibly, supermarkets realised that shoppers didn't want to be filling their trolleys with items that screamed "CHEAP". The value brands remain but have been rebranded to blend in with the average grocery shop. All she's done here is highlight how out of date she is with budget/bargain shopping.
‘Might wanna tell them to get your name outta their mouths cause this ain’t it’Her claiming credit for his work is one of the most vile facets of her character. It’s truly reprehensible, especially the way she talks about him. I hate it (especially being a Man U frau (sorry) ())
An even worse idea, the one she is trying desperately to present, is that she was down to her last 139 quid and decided that 105 of it should go on some manky, old spoons...Which account did the spoons come out of then?
We had a lovely day walking and all was forgotten and then got back and Mr F made a 100% vegan curry even though he’s not vegan and when he served the rice, because I am an absolute BITCH who can’t let things go, I said ‘but how can you afford this with a 349% inflation, we could have just got a Charlie Bighams?’quoting myself like a ninny but actually it was really horrid and I got myself almost tearful like kids do when they can’t express themselves properly and made worse by the fact that I do generally agree about how awful it is for people in need. Normally Mr F is a bit further to the right than me so it feels all wrong. I’m furious that I’ve let her get to me like this. I stepped away but I came back because I love and miss you fab lot but I’m going again. I know, not an airport.
can someone please summon me when we’re back to slop?