Mad willingly films herself daily talking waffling about her vegan cookbook launch, then films herself buying every single plastic wrapped industrially made vegan food for Christmas from every supermarket around.
Try saying that without bursting out with laughter, but it's rather difficult.
No Maddie, you're not tired of doing sweet duck all all year around, you are just an entitled gen z who is heavily intoxicated on youtube kool aid. Too bad that tit doesn't last forever. Mind you, your Cornwall Georgian English farmhouse cottage did come with solar panels, so you might be able to keep the lights on once the gravy train is stuck in Irrelevantborough station, and if you play it well, your wooden patio might come in handy to lighting a fire or two in that aga.