Her greying pants in a pan on the stove perhaps?
And the smol pixie detective looked into the long hallway mirror that had been gifted to her from her only friend before the murder - and she smiled in triumph at another case solved. As always, she’d had the last laugh. The end.
Quite frankly I think we all owe a debt of gratitude to the unruly labia. If she didn’t think she’d be bursting out of those bottoms like a badly-packed kebab we all know she’d have posed those pics and the ones yesterday wearing Pam Anderson’s wedding bikini to show LJC and OH what they were missing.
Does that say “camera” in between the Coke Zero and salad stuff?!
Sounds like a hell of a party at lister’s placeAll the white wing men underestimated her and wanted her off the force for being a bird in traaaaazers but even they had to admit she was the best ever.
If that's her leg how on earth is she filming that? Are selfie sticks still a thing? I'm sure she is sat on the boggatry
And the people who campaigned against Corbyn and Scottish Independence.
How much must I hate myself? I looked AGAIN. I saw them unfold before my eyes at the time and did not want to look at them, yet here I am. Bleaching my eyes.
Mack Jonroe, the Pixie Detective series.
Could this be one of the 3 therapists? It would make a lot of sense, but also a conflict of interest surely.
but I KNEW she reminded me of someone!
A shopping list without a name and date, and not painstakingly divided into four categories? What an absolute weirdo.
The lost source of the stench
