Praying that jack releases her vessel of poetry squiggles tonight
Soon as her lawyer reads this thread ?Oops. How long until she realises?
Yes! absolutely dear heart. Now fuck off...And can you eat raw greengages?
Picture title: even with a magnifying glass, Jack was unable to find her compassion, talent, or sense of shame. She did, however, find a handy stash of rinsed beans.
She is, at best, a freelance contributor for The Guardian. As mystifying as that may be, either she delivers a piece or she doesn’t get payed. The editor at The Guardian is hardly her boss, why would she care if Monroe can’t write - she can just find another two-bit blogger to write shit for the country to collectively roll its eyes at. Reading her tweet is suggestively alluding to her being an employee of The Guardian, so passive dishonesty. She’s a dick.
Without even mentioning that her ‘writing’ is absolute fucking garbage.She is, at best, a freelance contributor for The Guardian. As mystifying as that may be, either she delivers a piece or she doesn’t get payed. The editor at The Guardian is hardly her boss, why would she care if Monroe can’t write - she can just find another two-bit blogger to write shit for the country to collectively roll its eyes at. Reading her tweet is suggestively alluding to her being an employee of The Guardian, so passive dishonesty. She’s a dick.
Next tweet:
I've learned over the years that when you can't poop, don't force it. Clean your nails instead. Clean whatever you like, and lots of it. Fill your bins up with shite and eventually it will spill back out of you again, an overrunning vessel of poop just like the shite I post on Twitter.
I'm just shocked she has an editor if I'm honest. If the finished piece is that flowery and overblown how the hell does it look submitted in draft form? Everything must be about 400000 words of utter drivel.Yeah, she’s sending you books in the vain hope that you’ll stop vomiting words via your sausages.
Its a nice house. Undeserving shite that she isIs the garage in addition to the shed? God, I'd love to live in a bungalow as shit as that.
They are going to be featured in the next postcard aren't they?View attachment 224932
Pretty sick of looking at this pic already. They look like nik naks.
You're the fucking recipe writer Jack! go type some screen words with your hand sausages...don't get distracted by an unexpected butterfly on your way outView attachment 224932
Pretty sick of looking at this pic already. They look like nik naks.
Jack, I think you already know the answer to this...some inedible shite, as always!View attachment 224932
Pretty sick of looking at this pic already. They look like nik naks.
Also, again what is her agenda using such low welfare meat? God she really has got no idea about food at all!Just reading her ‘Greengages’ caption ...
Love how she’s gone up in the world - her grandad spread soft white rolls thick with margarine, but she’s going to have hers with fancy butter.
Also, I know she’s attempting to romanticise the meal with descriptions of a ‘chipped Formica table’ in her rented non-bungalow, but the words ‘cheap wet ham’ will never, ever make my mouth water.
Excuse me, have you not read the seminal piece that is "Potatoes"?Without even mentioning that her ‘writing’ is absolute fucking garbage.
I think you’ll find it’s called ‘the article formerly known as potatoes’Excuse me, have you not read the seminal piece that is "Potatoes"?
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