I haven't been able to keep up but like to imagine that Jack is like this right now.
Anyway, I've cleaned the pool and have cava (but no orange squash, please byo) so please feel free to join me. A glorious ninny pool party
I don't think she'd get within 20 feet of his hoops....he'd also brush her away like the life cockroach that she is... The Gene Genie says "no to 'oop rinsing!"I like a bit of Gene myself. He would not stand for Jack trying to rinse his 'oops.
Can I jump in fully clothed and splosh about, pal?
I haven't been able to keep up but like to imagine that Jack is like this right now.
Anyway, I've cleaned the pool and have cava (but no orange squash, please byo) so please feel free to join me. A glorious ninny pool party
Can some clever Frau make sure that the Tom Kerridge tweet is added to the wiki with its own heading, just in case we get any curious chef visitors to canal hqGod she's such a roaster. Imagine accusing a Michelin starred chef of stealing your rinsed hoop recipes and that somehow not being the most cringeworthy thing you did that day.
If I'm picturing my actually poor / working class / council estate / single mum upbringing (duck off Jack) it would be:
Pint of milk
Pack of custard creams (council estate breakfast and not ashamed )
Fish fingers
Potatoes
Baked beans
Bread
Cheap marg
Cheap pop
Tea bags
Multipack of cheap crisps
Quoting myself like a twit. But I'm FINE. As a rational human being, I'm aware of the limitations of my TERRIBLE crush . I don't need to stare into a sentient mirror to realise my truth or anything .It's at this point I'm going to start crying 'Why does it never happen to ME? Life is so UNFAIR' and start hurling the cans of pumpkin I have stored for pumpkin pie, for this moment .