Christ, that poem! Poundshop version of the fabulous John Cooper-ClarkeIn fairness to guest, when she posts tit like this, she’s bleeping hilarious.
Christ, that poem! Poundshop version of the fabulous John Cooper-ClarkeIn fairness to guest, when she posts tit like this, she’s bleeping hilarious.
Is there a PennyShop?!Christ, that poem! Poundshop version of the fabulous John Cooper-Clarke
I nearly did "knickerless" then opted for this usernameOh God, Rage Naan is a brilliant username (sorry, I'm a slow reader)
All we need is a Knickerless Kneckbeard now.
If you're going to have a rage naan make sure you get it from a little known independent restaurant like Dishoom.am regretting my choice of username already...
Hello, yet another lurker etc.
I'm particularly fascinated by the whole patreon aspect of all of this. I don't know if this was discussed at the time - does anyone remember the company that apparently offered to help Jack fulfil all her outstanding patreon rewards for free a little while ago, which she apparently never responded to? This was one I couldn't get my head around. Imagine worrying about this for literal years, being offered a get out, and just completely ignoring it.
maybe my username is appropriate after all
I'm raging about those consultants getting free cups of teaChrist, that poem! Poundshop version of the fabulous John Cooper-Clarke
Soz didn't see this, mentioned JCC further down! Great minds ehHer poetry reminds me of a girl at a Summer playscheme who read her own poetry out loud to a small group of fawning hangers on every lunchtime. Being one of the adult supervisors I had to cram the corned beef and tomato sandwich down my gob to stifle the sniggers.
Teenage angst is fine. Bad poetry is often hilarious.
She ain't no John Cooper Clarke.
What a lovely welcome to the newbiez it would be if BIB were to be the thread titleThank you so much
this makes me irrationally angry, like a flatbread might be if she'd made it
The 'putting the sewing down' Victorian guest will never not be funny.In fairness to guest, when she posts tit like this, she’s bleeping hilarious.
Akshually, picturing Geetbo saying - if hand touches metal, I swear by my pretty floral bonnet I'll end you.Picturing Geets in a bonnet and those flip flops![]()
There's no way she would date someone from the NHS, even those who aren't skint won't have the time to pander to her. She would happily imply she does though - surprised she hasn't done that yet.I'm trying to imagine an actually honest online dating profile for our plucky heroine.
"Just on the small side of average height, born and bred Southender. Bisexual but say les for the street-cred, love a bit of D though, especially as a side to burgers & chips.Recognisable by cheap tattoos which are only in places where visible to the maximum amount of people. Can't cook for tit but like messing about with ridiculous combinations in the kitchen anyway - probably a good person to date if you're hoping those few stubborn last lbs!
Come with one dog, one cat and one kid, all of whom I'm hopelessly ill-equipped to care for (luckily I have a loyal family and baby-daddy nearby to pick up the slack). Died-in-the-wool Leftie, even though my entire extended family are legacy landlords. Like screaming at the tv when QT is on. You probably won't recognise me unless you suffer from an all-encompassing Twitter addiction. Neuro-diversity diagnosed entirely by myself after following the #adhdismysuperpower hashtag for 9 minutes. Can't hold my drink so pretend to be an alcoholic. Can't maintain friendships so like to spend my time ghouling in AA meetings (this is also rich source material mining for my side hustle as a journalist which I've somehow managed to get paid for!) Boys in scrubs or other (highly-paid) NHS staff get to jump the queue as this is good for my lefty credentials, but don't fret - independently wealthy playboy types are also cool! Always free Tuesday nights, know a lot of the local Albanians #IYKYK
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That's all she would be after, isn't it? Medical validation. An old mate of mine from my uni daysThere's no way she would date someone from the NHS, even those who aren't skint won't have the time to pander to her. She would happily imply she does though - surprised she hasn't done that yet.
How can you be so CRUEL? Don’t you know painstakingly copied (by the light of the window) poetry SAVED HER?Christ, that poem! Poundshop version of the fabulous John Cooper-Clarke