No, I'm sorry. I've just looked at this muppet's page. Either he's another imaginary friend or he purchased his therapist/counsellor certificate for twenty quid from a dodgy Internet site. He's a card though, one of those hilarious mates that used the Wednesday nickname (posted the day after the selfie,) the cheeky chap. Oh, how we all laughed!She is utterly deranged you know. Just absolutely consumed by the fact that people don’t buy her shite.
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Biog of the squig she’s replying to:
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I strongly believe an enabler like this is not qualified to coach addicts.
I dreamed a dream of days gone byExcellent spot! I need to add the higher quality photo from the article here because it's just too funny:
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Edinburgh resident here too... Never been to Dishoom. The massive queue puts me off! Mother India's, or Kebabish for meIt always used to annoy me that people were always recommended Dishoom when asked where go in Edinburgh. Its not even the best Indian in a mile radius.
One of the residents in the block of flats my boyfriend used to live in had chickens and the communal garden was always covered in bird shit. That's what I've been picturing when I imagine sharing one with Jack.
THAT’S ENOUGH INTERNET FOR ME FOR TONIGHThomemade prune and sardine cookies.
Ooh a box you say, how many bookshelves?Good point. Our landlord refers to our flat as an “apartment” even though it’s basically a little boxits actual address is sort of, Apartment 7, 31 Wotsit Lane, etc. I’ve got used to it now, but sometimes I do remember how stupid it is, and this is one of those times. The Thorpe Bay flat is a lovely spacious apartment.
I've LEFT now but it was Kebab Majal for meEdinburgh resident here too... Never been to Dishoom. The massive queue puts me off! Mother India's, or Kebabish for me
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LJC she’s so FUCKING DULL! We heard you the first time Jack. You’re moving to a 1 bedroom flat and you have lots of books.
Glad you were able to confirm as I can close a couple of chrome pages I’ve had open for a couple of months. I’ve absolutelyBright pink 2nd bedroom
Ugh yes within days she will have established a lovely, supportive community in her block. People will have gently, softly left food and housewarming gifts outside her doorOh lord. Imagine having to share a communal area with Jack?! You’re just trying to have a coffee, a fag and a minute to yourself before work when that shark eyed toad pops up at the window, then rushes over with homemade prune and sardine cookies.
I bet she latches onto people like a leach
She’ll be shoving a grubby glass of Get Up and Go Smoothie under your nose. The intro to which heavily implies it’ll make you need a poo on your commute.Oh lord. Imagine having to share a communal area with Jack?! You’re just trying to have a coffee, a fag and a minute to yourself before work when that shark eyed toad pops up at the window, then rushes over with homemade prune and sardine cookies.
I bet she latches onto people like a leach
Oh dear. Bags of shite. As per Iqbal.It annoya me that people are always recommended Dishoom when asked where go in Edinburgh. Its not even the best Indian in a mile radius.
One of the residents in the block of flats my boyfriend used to live in had chickens and the communal garden was always covered in bird shit. That's what I've been picturing when I imagine sharing one with Jack.
Try the poetry. Or the singing one.Don't think I've actually ever heard Jackie speak. Best video to try and sit through 30 seconds of?
I assume she means she doesn't tear them apart (LISA!) with her super strength crumbly bears hands.https://giphy.com/3ov9k5nG3dW6JDzEK4
How the fuck do you ‘read gently’? I’d like to gently kick Jack up the arse after reading that goddamn article. The LIES
Someone needs to ask her how the book launch is going ?
SHAN'TTry the poetry. Or the singing one.
Mwa ha ha ha ha
he’s fucking weird. Major red flagsNo, I'm sorry. I've just looked at this muppet's page. Either he's another imaginary friend or he purchased his therapist/counsellor certificate for twenty quid from a dodgy Internet site. He's a card though, one of those hilarious mates that used the Wednesday nickname (posted the day after the selfie,) the cheeky chap. Oh, how we all laughed!
I hope it’s a police dog drug sniffer handler person.I'd love it if her new neighbours were haterzzz or Tattlers. Hopefully google will lead them here
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