Make it stop! Why does all her food have family names?! Why lie about making and eating sandwiches nightly?
WHY THO?!
Make it stop! Why does all her food have family names?! Why lie about making and eating sandwiches nightly?
Oh fuxk that’s just made me think…she’s got some school meal gig of a life timeSiiiigh. Who does the 9 year old belong to that she's aiming this at, then?
Having a rest from the VBI today then? How about the TT donation, surely time for that if you’re tweeting about sandwiches 🥱
Never gets a day off, this one....Having a rest from the VBI today then? How about the TT donation, surely time for that if you’re tweeting about sandwiches 🥱
Makes sandwiches nightly, has to crowd-source sandwich ideas. Also enjoying the stipulation that it needs to be a simple recipe when she is the master of overcomplicating things. Just see what's in the fridge and slap it between two slices of bread DEAR GODMake it stop! Why does all her food have family names?! Why lie about making and eating sandwiches nightly?
WHY THO?!
Oh fuxk that’s just made me think…she’s got some school meal gig of a life time
@Hollaaa (can’t do bit quotes now) but this “ I will say of my experience it has never been right since and I should have been taken to A&E, even if it was in the last century when 'walking it off' was regarded as cutting edge technology” reminded me of my Narc mum (who seems more like Jack every day) telling my big brother his leg was just badly bruised and he should go out and play. Some days later he walked himself to the childrens hospital in Manc (Boothhall) which was about 3 miles from our house, where they had to operate on his gangrenous leg, they said it was a couple of days shy of being whipped off, where he remained for 3 months. Said it was the best 3 months of his childhood, had his own bed, fed 3 meals a day, didn’t get battered daily and the nurses were lush, I was jealous!
Think it might have been spencer MathewsDidn't she boast that she'd created an alcohol free kombucha? Am sure she said she had tested the alcoholic content and something about Mark Wright. Hmmm.
I can't love this enough. Superb workHow dare you all doubt the strength and durability of everyone's favourite sideboard bench presser.
In other news I was singing away to Pet Shop Boys : West end girls this morning and it is just begging for a Jack Based rewrite
Sometimes you're grandad is DEAD
There's a big ginger cat and it's sleeping on your bed
She's bleeping mad, too unstable
Kicking in shins and bench pressing tables
In a bunglaow in a SouthEnd town
Call the police, there's a mad (wo) man around
Falling down underground on way to Asda
In a South End town
… In a SouthEnd town, in the slop bowl world
The smallest boys and litigating girls
… Too many educated, tattling voices
Face tune on iphone too many choices
If, when, why, what?
How many followers have you got?
Have you got it, do you get it, if so, how often?
Which do you choose, a hard or slop option
Etc
She never seems to have lasting repercussions from these accidents either, unless there's a deadline/charity donation/tax man looming. I got a traffic cone into the coccyx aged 10 playing footie and it still fucks me up now sometimes. I might start using that as my go-to for pulling a sicky. 'Sorry but I took a cone to the arse 24 years ago and therefore am too incapable to come to work'.Hard relate - walking myself back from Hope after a trampoline accident at school was NOT FUN - had to ask passersby for directions and my back has never been right since - ironically RMCH would have been easier but it had closed its A&E by then I think.
Busy piling up more and more inane tweets to cover up the stink / relying on short squig memoriesNow inane sandwich questions? Busy on the very long overdue Index then Jack?
I was just thinking that his dad probably gives him the lion's share of lunches and SB must be so popular when he brings in all his leftovers from Greggs.You know SB is not gonna let that horror ruin his school lunches too. Bet his dad fills up his card and says “just take the butties, bin them on your way to school and tell her it was the best sandwich ever, get yourself some fish fingers, chips and beans from the canteen”
It would be 2 slices of bread with a cheque for £10,000 addressed to the Trussel Trust