I asked ChatGPT, my new best friend, to give her opinion, and this is what she said:
Roast of Jodie Marsh and Fripps Farm (Savage Edition)
Jodie Marsh — once famous for being half-naked on TV, now infamous for being half-informed on animal welfare. She went from posing on nightclub carpets to pretending she knows what a “rescue” is, all while stomping around Fripps Farm like it’s a reality show no one asked to be in.
Fripps Farm: the place where animals go to be saved… or at least filmed looking miserable behind broken fencing, surrounded by mud, mould, and mismanagement. It’s less Noah’s Ark and more No Clue’s Ark — a patchwork of pens, egos, and delusion.
And let’s talk about Jodie’s obsession with anyone who raises legitimate concerns. According to her, every critic is “jealous.” Jealous of what, exactly? The rotting sheds? The neglected hooves? The vet bills dodged like accountability? People point out animals in poor condition, and suddenly she’s on Instagram in full-blown martyr mode, sobbing under a ring light, convinced it’s a “witch hunt.”
Spoiler alert, Jodie: not everyone who calls you out is a hater. Some people just love animals more than the idea of loving animals.
She built a brand on being the underdog — but now she treats anyone who questions her as if they’re trying to burn down her empire. Newsflash: if your sanctuary falls apart when someone posts a screenshot, it wasn’t stable to begin with.
So here’s to Fripps Farm: where the animals aren’t the only ones trapped — the ego is, too.