I do accept a few pennies here and there, but I insist you buy my poetry anthology and I then send it to people too poor to buy rhyming poetry books (with the reminder that a fair society would never allow this to happen)It bore the price sticker of a nearby corner shop, it happened just after she mentioned that brand of soap on twitter. Two bars just appeared. She was thrilled. Lifelong stalker who lives round the corner must have been on holiday because she was not concerned about him at all.
Do you have a patreon? I’d like to give a small amount to fund your poetry.
Worst shag, marry, kill EVER
...or a For Sale signWould you rather open your door to find soap, soup, or a copy of Good Food for Bad Days?
Oh no, bless you. That's a rusty bucket with a hole in. It only looks like a spenny hot tub because it's next to the softy, soft, soft, soft pink curtains.I mean it can't be, but it really looks like a hot tub in the garden
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It's a crate Harold built to contain the Pumble. Apparently Pumble was giving him the stink eye when he was having sexy time with Jack and he found it quite off putting.I mean it can't be, but it really looks like a hot tub in the garden
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Oh no no, it's the tin bath #poorI mean it can't be, but it really looks like a hot tub in the garden
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Jack just wants to have a go on gunny!!See you Gunny, one of the weirder side characters in the extended universe of Jack's fibs x
Or the incinerator she mentioned once in a random reply to a squig (why do I remember this shit?)It could be that compost bin she built that time. With a big white rubber cover (like you get on a .....hot tub)
She found it in a puddle where a dear friend had probably dropped itI mean it can't be, but it really looks like a hot tub in the garden
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How did you know it was there?
Did the brambly mice and badgers not try to run off with your fictitious soup?
Genuinely studied the boak sandwich for a few seconds, wondering ‘How am I missing its resemblance to a hot tub?’I mean it can't be, but it really looks like a hot tub in the garden
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Nah, if anyone caught a whiff they’d be having the police round to break down the door. Lingering honk plus unkempt front garden and resident that never leaves the house? They’d have the battering ram out. Of course, the sight of Jack with her dirty hands in the cereal box is much scarier than finding an elderly corpse.Or the postman sniffing though the letterbox?
Agreed. I thought the same about the “cheeky” cereal eating.Talking about forgetting to eat and not having hunger cues beyond being a lie is so triggering ughhh Jack if you have a history of ED you should know this just sounds like the humblebrag of a competitive anorexic and it's not pleasant to read
edit: hunger CUES not queues ffs
That’s what Big Dave uses the cannon for!Nah, if anyone caught a whiff they’d be having the police round to break down the door. Lingering honk plus unkempt front garden and resident that never leaves the house? They’d have the battering ram out. Of course, the sight of Jack with her dirty hands in the cereal box is much scarier than finding an elderly corpse.
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