I like to think she's camping in the undergrowth at a festival because nobody wants the insufferable cow near them.
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Oh my god so do I!! I don’t feel like I want to discuss them with my lovely now husband, but I have dreams where my ex won’t let me go home and I have to stay in his house and it hurts so much I want to go home.
She’s such a pathetic clueless provincial wanker she’s packed her Mulberry investment piece to take with her to a festival she’s only at because she was paid to be there presenting some rit or other
The whole thing just screams
“How do you do, fellow scantily clad muddy young things and serious festival-goers?”
Also why’s her head now look more photoshopped in/fake than the tasteful black tshirt to cover her unconsensual unsurprising rack that I just coloured in with THE BIG PEN?
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"...terrified by all the scantily clad muddy young things..."
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Jack ex partners from what i have seen look like shy, reserved professional women who are rather plain. She was a young, reasonbly attractive and unspoiled by hard work( a trophy if you will) so these people heads were turned and because she is useless and lazy and saw easy money and a way too see her name in lights and rub shoulders with the rich and famous she went with it, however due to her awful personailty and binge drinking outbursts of embarassments they soon got rid and her being her took it as a very personal insult and never ever got over it.
Didn't she elude that OH was rich with a bog car and she got knocked up by him in 5 mins. I have said it before she feels she is owed alot.
Didn't she elude that OH was rich with a bog car and she got knocked up by him in 5 mins. I have said it before she feels she is owed alot.
I can't imagine Leggy's given her a second thought since she kicked her a out the door
Why would you pitch your tent on a load of ferns? It must have been so uncomfortable. It's almost like that tent was just put there...for show
It’s only a daft trivial thing but everything about this:See also the matching mugs for her and PoPo fiancée “the elusive Mrs Jack” with which she announced her (two month long) engagement. View attachment 3348301View attachment 3348302
Jack took hers with her to Leggy’s cos there’s a pic of it hanging up there- AND apparently also bought a matching one for Allegra
View attachment 3348318The IAllegra mug (which you’d have to imagine had an I
barely tolerate this skinwalking nightmare these days, what the duck have I done?
View attachment 3348305and of course…View attachment 3348308She’s grim.
is bleeping awful.
I've been hanging out my a in many a tent, at many a festival, but if I was invited to a speak at an event and they expected me to camp rather than them put me in a hotel I'd tell them to duck right off 
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.You'll probably get Tattle as the first result.
It’s truly grim. Knowing what we all know of Jack, you know she’d have felt smug and clever as duck that Allegra would have had no idea that there’d ever been a matching H mug before there was an A.
ETA: PoPo had sent her packing at the end of October/by early November 2013 but am fairly convinced there was already someone else on the scene/Jack wasn’t single when she shacked up with Leggy in Feb 2014. This “only place I could get reception” rit gives off more than a few scant whiffs of the whole cheating partner spending MANY HOURS calling from the car thing
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When bracken stems are crushed or snapped, the ends are left with really sharp edges. Her groundsheet will have been ruined, at the very least.
I'm impressed she risked taking off her stab vest for a few tit shots.
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Bracken's always full of ticks as well.
Yes, I used to work til 11 some nights and every single time would drive past a neighbour walking up and down the footpath round the corner from his house with his wee dog on the lead and a phone clamped to his ear. “Who’s he talking to at ten past eleven every night?” I would wonder. “Surely not his wife who’s at home with the kids fifty yards away?”It’s truly grim. Knowing what we all know of Jack, you know she’d have felt smug and clever as duck that Allegra would have had no idea that there’d ever been a matching H mug before there was an A.
ETA: PoPo had sent her packing at the end of October/by early November 2013 but am fairly convinced there was already someone else on the scene/Jack wasn’t single when she shacked up with Leggy in Feb 2014. This “only place I could get reception” rit gives off more than a few scant whiffs of the whole cheating partner spending MANY HOURS calling from the car thing
View attachment 3348599ss the @discolisa archives
And back to guest: where was the lad when she was off strolling about the seafront for hours and on the blower? There surely must’ve been someone at home with him? Aaaaah.
She is definitely calculating and knows how to pick 'em. Allegra had just got divorced from her wife of six years and was feeling vulnerable as a single mum when guest came along (or so she says.) The person who had IRL connections to Harold on here mentioned that in addition to the job and car he also had wealthy, elderly parents he could expect to inherit from - and also that it looks like part of his "appeal" was that he was older and not on social media ie wouldn't be looking at her Twitter nonsense or googling for her lies
Have any other fraus seen Nosferatu? I just got back to the cinema…
The final shot of the film is Mr Boogley! It’s literally a dark haired woman in…ahem…union with a huge skeleton.
he was older and not on social media ie wouldn't be looking at her Twitter nonsense or googling for her lies
And she still managed to rooster it up.
Well done, her.
Ticks that carry Lyme in particular - and carcinogenic spores. She's also picked the dampest, coldest ground, as that's the preferred conditions for the plant.
Twitter made her. She was an early adopter and quickly cottoned on to the fact that a semi well known person aggressively posting usually interesting/controversial stuff and willing to engage and argue with the hoi polloi would garner a large following. And by that rule, Twitter demise to X where her followers have fled, means she’s now trying to reinvent herself in local politics and on a social media site where she’s quickly realised she’s a social leper.
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