NellieBoo
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My demon whispers 'These hands have made love' .This, except my personal demon says "These are the tomatoes I am growing for my lover"
Shudder.
My demon whispers 'These hands have made love' .This, except my personal demon says "These are the tomatoes I am growing for my lover"
Shudder.
That is very interesting - that is exactly what is happening to her. Her only comeback is to call it 'relentless abuse'. It is really intermittent ridicule. Which to her is far worse.@SmolWarrior your avatar
I just watched the GameStop thing on Netflix and someone used the term “meme warfare” which is brilliant, and just what is happening to Jack. Anything she does is just met with memes about dire potatoes, rinsed hoops or mad food combos. And she can’t deal with it. A young person would make their own laugh-along memes, change their background to potatoes etc. An older media savvy person would just ignore it. Jack can’t bear it because she has to argue with every dissenter. There’s too many of them. And she has zero sense of humour.
Seeing as people are discussing sex work and Ann Widdecombe (this thread has moved into strange uncharted waters! ), canal might be interested to know there was a documentary where Ann Widdecombe 'investigated' the sex industry and the lives of female sex workers. From what I remember, she basically followed them around and did a lot of tutting. I'm not up to date with this thread, so perhaps this was mentioned earlier?!She doesn't believe in sex before marriage. She never got married, therefore she's never had sex.
I disagree with Widdicombe politically but I must say I've got respect for the fact that she a;ways seems to have lived by her principles in her own life. She's not like one of those politicians that preaches family values then gets caught with her pants down shagging the parliamentary aide or whatever, so, ya know, fair play to her.
Also, maybe she's like our dear Jackie and gets her sexual kicks from sitcking her fingers into a tin of anchovies and jostling her ovaries.
Anything but Poetry Slam Jack! We've suffered enough. Many threads ago, I told fraus I'd never made it more than 2-3 minutes into the video because the cringe is unbearable. This is now my 4th (?) attempt and I'm having the same problem. Don't think I'll ever be able to witness a full poem.Oh LJC, this is a prime absolutely ovary, artery and courgette curling example of that, even for those with none of the three above. Seriously, an amoeba would cringe itself into oblivion at Dangerous Poetry Slam Edgelord Jack
“OH NO, FUCK OFF, I REALLY AM SHY AND RETIRING”
Equally appalling and absolutely incandescent with self-adoration, but a lot less snotty sounding back than. Makes you think…
As a reminder, she has “hundreds” more of these “poems” to share with the world at any moment. Be afraid, pals. Be very afraid.
Can it just automatically go to Tom Potatoes?If we're doing the Sloppies this year, can we cancel the squig of the year category or whatever it was called?
A lot of the high-profile Jack haters are clearly on here, whether as posters or lurkers, so it feels weird.
She cannot stand being laughed at, however mild and lighthearted it may be. Her grandiosity means she views herself as super important, special, intelligent, better than others etc and she expects others to hold her in that regard too. When people are laughing at her, they aren't complying with this view of her - quite the opposite - and it infuriates her. The other stuff won't get to her anywhere near as much as being made a mockery.Jack's achilles heel is absolutely a lack of ability to laugh at herself. This is why she has lost it now on twitter as she is being ridiculed. The rinsed hoops, the potatoes, parody accounts.
She doesn't mind so much any accusations of fraud, laziness etc, she is actually shameless like that, it is ridicule she simply cannot handle. So calls it 'abuse'.
You squeeze the liquid from a courgette before adding 250ml - TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY MILLILITRES - of water to 125g of gram flour? And that’s published? Cheek of it. This, after everything, this right here might be my aneurism.
I’m happy to give it a go , if a more experienced Frau/The entire F+D thread are happy to give me some tips - as far as I can remember, it’s thread asking for categories then voting then final award webpage? Although if I do it, I can not promise there will be a crossword because I think you will find I won bragging rights last year for being fastest completer and the temptation to protect them by refusing any challengers may prove too temptingDid any Frau volunteer to run them this year? Our dear hose-eating Fox @Switchstreetz is unable to do it this year, and we only have a few weeks until SLPBT’s botday, when nominations traditionally open
Not ALL of them. I suspect a few neckbeards will be taking a spud and some tissues to bed tonight Sorry xLol the FMs are going to be raging
Actually that did cause a stir of squigs calling it out and tagging the Met Police demanding immediate investigation (in fairness this was one time where the Met was the relevant force). Unfortunately for Jack, other people have been visitors to Parliament (or The Big House, as she calls it. Which means prison to the rest of the UK but whatever) she had to admit she did have some ID and her name was on a list, because nobody bought it. Perhaps too soon after Sarah Everard’s murder or summat, people are a bit wobbly about law abiding popoMother of God if I’d read that in real time I’d have figured out what a billy bullshitter she is a whole 4 months earlier! How can she possibly expect people to think that happened (but of course the stans would have lapped it up…)
The sculptor probably is discombobulated by the hundreds of differing images of Jack they've found online.
Not the most shocking news I've ever heard dear heart xWhile looking for an picture, I learnt that Ann Widdecombe is a virgin.
How bad would your day have to be. Like seriously I would need to have been made homeless, told that everyone I loved had died in a freak yachting accident and that I have gonorrhea.No jokes tender one, it is the intro to a recipe for anchovy butter pasta, in Good Food for Bad Days.