Poor Natalia, first a deluge of fan mail for Jack, then a shopping trolley, now pennies stuck to postcards.We could send actual money, pennies sellotaped to postcards
I bet she thought the job would be glamorous.
Poor Natalia, first a deluge of fan mail for Jack, then a shopping trolley, now pennies stuck to postcards.We could send actual money, pennies sellotaped to postcards
Maybe we could send in milk bottle tops like on Blue Peter in the old days.Whenever she says she can't afford something that's under £3, let's all send it en masse to her agent. Whole office drowning in butter.
(note: I do not actually condone this)
I know, I know - but I ate it on a low cal diet and when I've had no butter in the house and I swear by it now!No butter and milk?!?!
brb glazing a sausage roll in mayo because I'm veganish.
She's coming across as very manic which is concerning.
I think it's her meds. Some lovely members explained on various previous threads that ADHD meds help sufferers calm and focus the parts of the brain that are otherwise racing and struggling to concentrate. However for people without ADHD it has the opposite effect. Jack get's her meds from a private doctor or possibly even buys them online as some people do with testosterone *cough* Jack *cough* presumably to supplement her method acting career. Either way it raises more questions than it does answers. Only Jack knows why Jack does what she does.She's coming across as very manic which is concerning.
What is with her supposed obsession with eating every single thing that escapes blending, out of the jar? It's so bleeping gross, spitty spoons double dipping in the contents
And there we have it, again and as always. Monroe gets a tip, seems pleasantly surprised by it before immediately claiming prior knowledge (completed it, mate) and finally flipping it and offering it as her own to the very next person. All within the space of a minute or two, and so Monroe’s ‘ideas’ are born.
Lard, any fat will do.Hasn’t had butter in for a while now... wonder what was in the butter sausage & kale curry she made last week then?
I feel Jack is more a Uriah Heap.....
And she starts with preheating the oven and preparing any tins or dishes. Step by step logic! Plus her recipes have texture, taste and colour.I'm not vegan but I try to reduce my meat and dairy consumption where I can, so I like experimenting with vegan versions of all kinds of recipes. ... A good vegan recipe should make you forget about the ingredients that are not included because you're too busy enjoying the ones in front of you
That poetry is a direct rip off of John Cooper Clarke, especially his Evidently Chickentown, Even her delivery is a rip-off. She doesn't have an original idea in her head. Even her maverick ideas in cooking have been done before, and are always found out by our Fraus. The few never seen before ideas that she has come up with don't work, that is why no one has done them before.This has just reminded me that I attempted to watch the video of Jack reciting her poetry at the 2016 Estuary Fringe Festival and two thirds of the way through her rambling she pronounces visceral as 'visk-eral'. Bonus points for it being directly after mentioning wanking around her two year old son. Link is here but it's not for the faint of heart. It's a recycling of her old I-was-poor-once tale peppered with swearing cos that's what the bolshy poors do guv'nor and the actual poetry bits will make you cringe hard enough to induce a headache.
Good god, that was painful to watch. The Monroe-poor-act, injected with lots of swearing to fit an audience of apparent cool kids. She really is lost, and tries so hard to find a cause and talent to be respected for. She’s wasting her time with things like this, if she really wanted to taste success she’d hold open events, talks and forums say, on how to play victim, how to avoid work and ultimately, how to scam gullible people of money. In this her talent is unrivalled.This has just reminded me that I attempted to watch the video of Jack reciting her poetry at the 2016 Estuary Fringe Festival and two thirds of the way through her rambling she pronounces visceral as 'visk-eral'. Bonus points for it being directly after mentioning wanking around her two year old son. Link is here but it's not for the faint of heart. It's a recycling of her old I-was-poor-once tale peppered with swearing cos that's what the bolshy poors do guv'nor and the actual poetry bits will make you cringe hard enough to induce a headache.
Scrambled eggs just need a hot pan and some salt, if you're really FANCY, have them with marmite soldiersScrambled eggs with mayo??? Also she has clarified that she ISN’T still employed by Hellman’s. Thanks for clearing that up! View attachment 282466
They might have done them before, but, as they don’t work nobody is dumb enough to broadcast themThat poetry is a direct rip off of John Cooper Clarke, especially his Evidently Chickentown, Even her delivery is a rip-off. She doesn't have an original idea in her head. Even her maverick ideas in cooking have been done before, and are always found out by our Fraus. The few never seen before ideas that she has come up with don't work, that is why no one has done them before.
She has had her time in the limelight and is now a fading star. If it wasn't for Twitter she would never be heard of again.