Mr Krabs
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Hey at least Kirk had a bed and wasn’t forced to sleep on the sofa because ?????
Cos they already stole all her best ideas.Why in the name of god hasn’t she been snapped up by ‘top tips’ page of a crappy magazine yet?!
Hey at least Kirk had a bed and wasn’t forced to sleep on the sofa because ?????
Cos they already stole all her best ideas.Why in the name of god hasn’t she been snapped up by ‘top tips’ page of a crappy magazine yet?!
When exactly was she living in such places?It's weird that her living arrangements were low grade enough to affect her respiratory system - to the point of deteriorating her lungs/nose/vocal chords forever - but none of her designer clothing, fancy bags, shoes or any of the other several metric tonnes of *stuff* in her gaff has ever been affected by damp, mould or any of the other issues that would arise by living in such conditions. Really, truly makes ya think.
My own SB cultivated an extremely wide eyed innocent look whenever he was lying. The more innocent he was trying to look the more you could tell he was lyingMy eldest (sorry, DS1) had a habit of this. “Oscar, have you finished your homework already?”
“Yeah but what happened is Mrs Green was off so we had that substitute teacher remember the one from Maths last year on the day where Dan’s mum had that car crash when the bloke in the green Polo reversed into her at Sainsbury’s well that substitute teacher was in and didn’t know what page we were up to in that textbook you bought for me in September the one I lost when I stayed round Michael’s for his birthday and we played FIFA all night well I won the tournament that night and we went to the trampoline park on the Sunday well anyway so like we went over the last two pages again and then they said don’t worry you can all hand it in next week instead”
<sigh>
“Just say ‘no’, Oscar. Get off the fucking Xbox”
Oh don't, I'm still cringing about using the word ostensibly incorrectly at work over two years ago
OFF TOPIC: It’s still too early to be awake here but I was woken by some inclement weatherso I’m going to go back to sleep and try to dream a dream (even though I love you all ~and~ cheese very much) that when I wake up the Jack Monroe threads will no longer be dominated by cheese chat.
ON TOPIC:
TWAT
View attachment 2010556ETA PS Jack, is that jacket one of the “investment pieces” you bought to sell in “hard times” too, you grifting charlatan? View attachment 2010547View attachment 2010548
Someone should ask Jack if you can sub in turnips for tomatoes. All ingredients are interchangeable.Squig was joking due to recently publicised tomato shortage. Jack too thick to get joke.
It can be grated but you'd have to do it straight from the fridge so it isn't so soft. It's quite a creamy hard cheese. It's also usually sold in thin wedges so I cut some, then stack it together to grate. Grated Comté on pasta is heaven.I tried & failed to grate Comte once. It just sort of bent out of shape.![]()
I have just had a look at the programme.Oh, look who's booked for Charleston Festival this year:
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Yay! I love an air fryer. Now I have two I will make air fryer tortillas for everyone except the povvos and Jack and laugh at them with my kitchen full of specialist equipment,Thanks to @Griftymcgriftface for the thread title - words by Jack herself: ‘The ~plans~ are going well, it’s the execution that seems to be lacking … plus ca change’
Typing those tildes pained me considerably.
Grifty, you win an air fryer. Jack doesn’t, as she’s already given away two for being ‘specialist equipment’. Never let it be said she doesn’t have her finger on the pulse.
Ok so she came back last night all namaste but it fairly quickly became a ‘go well’ situation. Has she moved? Apparently not, but she’s trash talking both future and present landlords.
Please add to the recap or correct any inaccuracies!
Oh fuck off and fall into a well (a sort of hole), you condescending twunt. (Not you, Vali.)
Clearly she never saw it (or didn’t until she just grunked here).This is soooo funny, especially when you consider that Jack had a total hissy fit when the Southend Echo dared to print something similarly critical in their letters page. How DARE the Guardian, who Jack has WRITTEN FOR, betray her like this??