The bit where she says boulevard is my fav
Please don't do this to your poor ears.It’s had 5,845 views and I think 5,800 are me as I’m in disbelief!
I was just coming on to say this. After my intial shock I listed again…it’s actually hilarious, especially post canals comments. Listen to it, I implore you, it’s short and she doesn’t even sniff or mention her poverty once.Anyone who thinks they can’t watch it, trust me-you have to see it to believe it. And hear it. She has truly surpassed the most cringeworthy thing you’ve ever seen in your life by a country mile.
The faux American singing voice. The head shaking defiance. Oh god it’s just priceless on so many levels
I think it's the piglet place. She should be banned from there for life.I was just coming on to say this. After my intial shock I listed again…it’s actually hilarious, especially post canals comments. Listen to it, I implore you, it’s short and she doesn’t even sniff or mention her poverty once.
Who’s bathroom is that and has she got her phone stuck on black and white?
The filter is my favourite thing, because it means she recorded it, watched it, then thought, "Hmm something's not quite right. IOK I caved.
Fuck. Me.
The forced attempted raspiness to "prove" the fictional laryngitis. The snarling. The moody filter. THAT LOOK TO THE CAMERA AT THE END.
I will die on this hill, this is peak Monroe Cringe. Nothing she does from now on can surpass this.
Definitely the best bit. She's such an utter clown, I cannottttttttThe bit where she says boulevard is my fav
This is a psychological phenomenon; liars over embroider, provide way too much info not necessarily even consciously. The truth just is. My Harold (who has not yet LEFT) does this when he plans to lie. He’s shit at it. ”I’ll say I can’t go cos I saw a dog and it broke it’s leg (tibia, right back leg)and it had golden eyes and was 2ft 1inch and I had to take it to the vet on the high street at number 6 next to greggs” and I’ll be like, just say you don’t want to goThere’s a Gallico character who tells amazing tales of his time at sea, and as “proof“ shows disbelievers the very piece of string he had on him at the time, carefully kept in a matchbox.
Jack’s constant inclusion of utterly irrelevant, boring detail in her lies to “prove” they’re true really reminds me of him, it’s hilarious. With such a reliable tell she can cross poker player off her list of future career paths.
I have a bedroom! I have lever arch files! I’ve specified a number! Therefore everything in the sentence is grounded in fact!
Also, how many is many? More than zero?
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This Is the start! It’s coming, the CHAOS IS COMING. Sent husband for wine. Strap yourselves in!She’s singing. She’s fucking singing on twitter. I’mView attachment 1582741
Can you identify the song? Wouldn't mind listening to what it's supposed to sound like but simply can't identify it?You absolutely must!! What the fuck has just happened y’all?
I know. I’ve actually cracked open a peroni and I’m crying. Singing Jack is my favourite. What is she THINKING? Has she lost her mind?OK I caved.
Fuck. Me.
The forced attempted raspiness to "prove" the fictional laryngitis. The snarling. The moody filter. THAT LOOK TO THE CAMERA AT THE END.
I will die on this hill, this is peak Monroe Cringe. Nothing she does from now on can surpass this.
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