If ever a post was typed by a Tortie, t’was this oneTories are the best.
If ever a post was typed by a Tortie, t’was this oneTories are the best.
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Christ almighty, her Home wall art is bougie as duck.An old cushion with a random dog on it that came from your strange sitting room with pics of the time you went White Saviouring it up in Tanzania, MamaPapa, and the inspirational artwork on the wall. You know, behind the sofa where you sit facing away from them and can’t see them.
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“Oh MamaPapa, this truly is “a dwelling where one feels relaxed”, “a place where love and laughter flourishes”, and “a happy abode”! (Where old men have to vacuum when they come round because it’s so rank and I have a list of chores so long and deeply unpleasant that I’m amazed you don’t send me up the chimneys to sweep them with my toothbrush)”
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I have done the same with the prefix “king”. I think I was not quite there that morning. I am not very good at this why am I not allowed to post on tattle? Am I not even allowed to BREATHE?When I was working in local government (housing dept) I sent a letter to 200 residents that began,
Dear *******.
That took some explaining.
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Kind of ironic that a real poor couldn’t afford that and the ones that can aren’t poor at all.I have just had a look at the programme.
you can pay £14 to hear Jack talk about The Poverty, or £25 to hear Nick Cave's wife talk about expensive dresses.
Such a pity I am busy on both days.
Quite. Jack only likes to be paid to talk about (her) poverty to nice middle class festivals and radio programmes.Kind of ironic that a real poor couldn’t afford that and the ones that can aren’t poor at all.
She said in her pre-DKL ”send Casho” rant that most of her income is from festivals. Talking and selling her signed books. Her career plan is based on the same strategy as a greedy cat - turn up for head pats and food wherever and wheneverQuite. Jack only likes to be paid to talk about (her) poverty to nice middle class festivals and radio programmes.
Apart from mythical spells volunteering at foodbanks she does precisely duck all otherwise.
It’s ok she’s got piles of unsold copies of her other booksAfter all the negative publicity about the dangerous "tips" in Grifty Kitchen, and its, um, lukewarm reception, I can't imagine that wee Jackie is going to make much money at all from pushing copies of it at festivals.
Oh my Christ, the honk. Has she ever referred to it in her many, many ailment complaints (complailments?!)? Or do we think her failure to ever acknowledge it is due to her actually being a boring you-know-what hag and not wanting to draw attention? It's worse every time I hear her speak so there's clearly something up one way or the other....
Just quoting you both to say that Jack did mention her sinus/respiratory issues in a recent-ish interview. According to her, the problem was caused by substandard accommodation.From what I can remember, she's made vague allusions towards unspecified respiratory issues. And then there was the nose boner thing during the last all-night chaos. I don't think she's ever acknowledged it directly, but more experienced Frauen may have something to add that I've forgotten.
Haha, yes she did. I think it was referring to Twitter comments, but she definitely said something about her smol sad face. To be honest, I felt sorry for her at that moment (the feeling passed quite quickly).Am I making it up, but didn't she actually say somewhere she was checking Tattle on her phone? When we were having our DKL watchalong parties?
Saying something like 'imagine having to read that when you are live on TV and trying your best'?
Nearly choked on my drink. 'Honking head' is a great description.a honking head.
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.