https://giphy.com/41fcwvXbVM7rACpN52
Yep, I totally overthought that! Nothing wrong with a “to me from me” but be bloody honest about it. Oh wait...
https://giphy.com/41fcwvXbVM7rACpN52She probably ordered the chip online for herself because she probably doesn't attend meetings because she probably... nope, I'll leave it there.
Those tweets don't entirely make sense and read like the deranged ramblings of someone who is not far from being admitted to a psychiatric facility, or alternatively, needing to stop using Twitter.
I'd ask if you pay yourself the national living wage what happens to the rest of the money you earn ? What did skl and Helman's pay you ? How much have you made from your books ?How often do you donate to food banks ? Do you still feel poor ? So many questions !There are some very distinguished names from the world of cookery in that lineup - except for Jack. It says '...a series of live conversations that you can join wherever you are.' Wonder if they will take questions because I've got a few I'd like to ask, starting with "why do ask for tips and Patreon from people who can barely afford it?"
Somewhere in Northern Ireland making peaceful overtures, such as 'WE WILL NEVARRRRR SARRENDARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!' to the locals, at a rough guess.Where is this woman? Photo credit: @MarmiteExtract View attachment 246670
Laughed out loud at thatEarlier today an estate agents van from the local shop down the road drove past me house. After calling the samaritans , vomiting for an hour and hyperventilating into a paper bag I rang them. Only to be told that the little retired geezer they hire ad-hoc for out of hours viewings in my area often uses my road as a cut through rather than the main high street to save himself a little time getting back to the office. Well the absolute selfish bastard has left me wondering if life is just fucking out to get me once and for all. Havent I dealt with enough demons throughout my small petrid existence but no, it seems life has dealt another cruel blow
After taking a couple of shots of tequila to deal with the shock and calm myself down I called them back to enquire how much the house I am renting would actually cost to buy only to be told if you have to ask.. you cant afford it, but seeing as you did, it's actually 2billion times your paltry salary you piece of shit. I dont know where my life goes from here but I muster the strength to carry on for another day and face my demons from the local Farrell Hayworth branch once again. Keep fighting the good fight people who only earn over 100k per annum life will turn around for us very soon.
Frau, this had me HOOTINGEarlier today an estate agents van from the local shop down the road drove past me house. After calling the samaritans , vomiting for an hour and hyperventilating into a paper bag I rang them. Only to be told that the little retired geezer they hire ad-hoc for out of hours viewings in my area often uses my road as a cut through rather than the main high street to save himself a little time getting back to the office. Well the absolute selfish bastard has left me wondering if life is just fucking out to get me once and for all. Havent I dealt with enough demons throughout my small petrid existence but no, it seems life has dealt another cruel blow
After taking a couple of shots of tequila to deal with the shock and calm myself down I called them back to enquire how much the house I am renting would actually cost to buy only to be told if you have to ask.. you cant afford it, but seeing as you did, it's actually 2billion times your paltry salary you piece of shit. I dont know where my life goes from here but I muster the strength to carry on for another day and face my demons from the local Farrell Hayworth branch once again. Keep fighting the good fight people who only earn over 100k per annum life will turn around for us very soon.
That dinosaur would get the grass painted blue or orange if she could.Somewhere in Northern Ireland making peacful overtures, such as 'WE WILL NEVARRRRR SARRENDARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!' to the locals, at a rough guess.
oh my christ, the other day, I was about to ask here about buttergate, thinking I'd missed something. then I thought well no, look it up for yourself.i found precisely nothing. it took quite a lot of digging to get to madeley's grimacing face. but yeah, buttergate ain't a thingNO ONE IS REFERRING TO ANYTHING AS BUTTERGATE!
Aha this was when I properly started to question her & her almost daily back then tales.
a. what is she going on about?
I'm glad I wasn't the only one trying to work that one out. Can we add "arse higher than hips" onto her list of ailments please?I'm confused. Are her hips below her arse? Surely if your legs and hips have gone under a train, it's a given that your arse has as well?
hahahahaha Ive never seen this before hahahahahah im actually crying laughingAha this was when I properly started to question her & her almost daily back then tales.
My personal Jack Monroe Buttergate was the whole block of it she used for the fish finger lasagne bechamel however I'm assuming she's not referring to that.
Must admit I’m currently having a little snigger at your profile picture, another friend of Tattle.hahahahaha Ive never seen this before hahahahahah im actually crying laughing
fuck me yet again.
Could I be wearing anymore clothes?fuck me yet again.I think this is probably my favourite friends scene. *lunges*
The biggest lie in this is “my chunky Mediterranean arse”.
Did we just get rick rolled?!I do miss Jack.
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