Careful. Jack will report you for impersonating a police officer
I just need to pick up a grey suit for my court outfit in homage to one of my favourite Jack nonsense episodes DCI Burnside

There's some poor bastard out there who is just living their life not knowing what's to comeImagine if she moves and then we discover a frau lives in the same block! Not good for any frau, but there'd be piping fresh tea on the daily!
Old.
I hope and pray to any and all gods, forces and the universe that the woman from Wetherspoons whose kids threw a tray near her is in the flat aboveQuoting myself like a silly old ninny. The chaosi will involve, in no particular order:
Bins and recycling
Dog poo
Dogs in general
Children
Use of communal gardens for things people don't like but are allowed within the lease or tenancy
Use of the communal Gardens for things that AREN'T allowed but people think they should be
Gardening and planting in communal gardens
Parking wars
Door slamming
Visitors who look funny
Visitors who arrive at 'odd' times and look funny
Running taps
Using the washing machine/tumble dryer/dishwasher at ANY TIME will upset someone
Visitors who are TOO LOUD (and look funny)
Items going missing from communal areas (probably nicked by the funny looking visitors)
Cooking smells
Door mats
Any and all decorations or additions directly outside your front door
There's probably more but these are the ones we deal with frequently.
I totally agree with you 100% here this is exactly what grifters, con artists and scammers do.I said it back on the Sarah Akwisombe threads - every day these scammers have to tie themselves in knots trying to bend backstories back on track and try to clean their timelines is a day they're not working their scam. Think of #paintgate as an incremental win - Jack's been unable to build more grift content as she's desperately trying to create false engagement to hide the challenges to her stories.
In other news, saw 3 copies of GK in Asda earlier. I may have accidentally moved them.....
Ah yes. The sweary drunk mum who she was going to report to SSI hope and pray to any and all gods, forces and the universe that the woman from Wetherspoons whose kids threw a tray near her is in the flat above
Babe, same. GC all the way here.What has GC got to do with any of it. I myself am GC! I have friends who aren’t… we have the odd debate… we move on. I don’t stop being their friend, they don’t stop being mine. I feel like my concerns are legitimate, they think theirs are to… true friends don’t judge those. They try and make room to understand each other. I know these rabid far left fans of hers love to cancel out people over a comment or an opinion piece but normal, critical thinking people don’t do that! We’re judging her on her general arseholery and taking money over vulnerable people to fund herand designer dog!
I wondered how long it would be before she raised the GC mob and how it’s all a tactic to bring her down to stop her living her true life! Where’s her breast binder nowadays? In one of her massive sideboards?
Oooohhh it’s what’s known asweek at Slimming World. I can’t deal with her nonsense! I’m still raging over her PDA comments!
I read this as Leek and Tattle soup and thought Jack was prescient.Ninnies, I made THAT MAN's Leek and Tattie Soup for my tea and it is excellent. Might try something from Fingers Kerridge next. I'd like to thank Jack for introducing me to their work
Coming from the past to bellow
Either her or Iqbal is good for me. Though I'd be delighted by some real SHUT YOUR LEGS people who are scandalised by tattoos.I hope and pray to any and all gods, forces and the universe that the woman from Wetherspoons whose kids threw a tray near her is in the flat above
In other words she goes down there and hangs about getting in the way like you did as a teenager when you fancied someone. The paint people are probably too polite to tell her to feck off, and even if they did she would think they were joking. I used to have customers like that when I worked in a showroom many years ago, made worse as we had chairs they could sit on! Which I bet they have as well.
Imagine the sinking feeling you’d get seeing those shark eyes staring in through the glass before they came inIn other words she goes down there and hangs about getting in the way like you did as a teenager when you fancied someone. The paint people are probably too polite to tell her to feck off, and even if they did she would think they were joking. I used to have customers like that when I worked in a showroom many years ago, made worse as we had chairs they could sit on! Which I bet they have as well.
They weren't my friends, I was paid to be nice to them
Not true. You'd hear her honking like a navigating goose long before you saw her at a window.Imagine the sinking feeling you’d get seeing those shark eyes staring in through the glass before they came in
Arghhhhh. We used to do this in our local record shop. Poor kid who worked in there had a vague passing resemblance to Simon Le Bon, or so us teenage girls thought. He didn't. Poor ladIn other words she goes down there and hangs about getting in the way like you did as a teenager when you fancied someone. The paint people are probably too polite to tell her to feck off, and even if they did she would think they were joking. I used to have customers like that when I worked in a showroom many years ago, made worse as we had chairs they could sit on! Which I bet they have as well.
They weren't my friends, I was paid to be nice to them
She's jacked in the cheffing hasn't sheNinnies, I made THAT MAN's Leek and Tattie Soup for my tea and it is excellent. Might try something from Fingers Kerridge next. I'd like to thank Jack for introducing me to their work
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