Oh god yes!!!!
MOD & FOD #21 If you’re having girl problems I feel bad for you son, I got 999k followers and my wife ain’t one
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Three weeks I was in Malaysia from NYE, three bastard weeks...it was hard, it was bloody hard...the beaches, the food, the sunshine...but did you see me crying off? No sir you did not...I remained at my post throughout...now sharpen up soldier and get in there...this is a bloody war don’t you knowMate, it's difficult.... Trust me! I'm ashamed to say it but it's truejust the screenshots of his twatty mug have my index finger itching with curiousity!
I think there was a photo of the 'old bath' tossed out in their yard.
I love that you bring a different perspective and I find it super interesting to see where we have all come from in terms of originally following accounts before Instagram turned into this crazy place!Ha, ha. I’m not supportive of them. I wouldn’t be here otherwise. I just don’t think every issue is dead clear cut and 100% negative. Some things I’m on the fence about for sure. But am I supportive of them? No. I wish for them to disappear off Instagram and I think the display of their children’s lives and their advertising standards are shameful.
I posted the above because I genuinely couldn’t remember when MOD really zoomed from like 200k followers to in excess of 650k. I followed her when she still lived in south London, my friend group all knew of her and followed her but I can’t remember her follower count from back then. I can’t even remember when she started doing the big ads for M&S and the like. I started following her when I was halfway through my pregnancy with twins and the next 18 months were a bit of a blur to be honest.
So I asked what people thought about the Pinterest perfect thing because great swathes of people are completely enamoured with that look and aspire to it. I really couldn’t remember when the turning point was for MOD’s follower count blasting into the stratosphere.
I know I’ve said some things on here that go against the grain. I don’t know, I’m just trying to be honest about different angles of each issue as they arise. Anyway, that was a very long winded response to basically say, no, I don’t support the vast majority of the things they have done or are doing.
What was MODs old instagram name before she went big time?
MidwifeyHooper I think?
I’ve been lurking for a while but I have to say it. Plasters? Plasters?! Jeez, scraping the barrel!
Thank you
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You can just imagine him having a lightbulb moment - plasters, yep they will make a story - grabs a box, opens a few and scatters around The floor, grab a twin, stick a plaster in their hand. Grabs a phone and film, then writes a pile of garbage that no-one will read from beginning to end. Posts at the optimal time and sits back waiting for the fans to say how cute/ my kids do the same/you’re a great dad/where’s clemmie and hopes that this post won’t bring about more drop in followers.
And that was Alice's downfall! Giving in to the twitchy finger even in St Lucia!Mate, it's difficult.... Trust me! I'm ashamed to say it but it's true
Ok. Am I being really creepy?
Later in February I have to go to Ramsgate to help a friend clear out her late-mother’s house. The OD’s house is right in between the station and the house I’m going to (though not sure if it’s on the most direct route). Is it awful that I really want to walk past it to check it out?
Btw I live hours away from Ramsgate, not close to the area at all.
Later in February I have to go to Ramsgate to help a friend clear out her late-mother’s house. The OD’s house is right in between the station and the house I’m going to (though not sure if it’s on the most direct route). Is it awful that I really want to walk past it to check it out?
Btw I live hours away from Ramsgate, not close to the area at all.and then manically deleting any of the ‘troll’ comments. Yep, that’s his evening sorted again.
Three weeks I was in Malaysia from NYE, three bastard weeks...it was hard, it was bloody hard...the beaches, the food, the sunshine...but did you see me crying off? No sir you did not...I remained at my post throughout...now sharpen up soldier and get in there...this is a bloody war don’t you know
Absolutely.. and I'm not one to confirm ya knie
She was mad fer it like. However if I was on hols with
I'd be glued to my phone also.I've obvs had too much co-op gin to spell properly too! I must not be let loose on InstagramAbsolutely.. and I'm not one to confirm ya knie
She was mad fer it like. However if I was on hols with
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Are you on Safari for your mothers birthday? asking for some friendsAbsolutely.. and I'm not one to confirm ya knie
She was mad fer it like. However if I was on hols with
I've obvs had too much co-op gin to spell properly too! I must not be let loose on Instagram
Good God the plasters post. I couldn't be bothered reading beyond the 'walked in on yet another....'. I could come up with a longwinded clumsy metaphor to explain how that photo came about but I'll leave those to him...
Not got many likes or comments since he put it up either - coz he’s blown the tiny mindz of Ellie-May and Jeremiah-Dillon from sadville Arizona by calling them plasters rather than band-aids. Know your audience Slyman
Not at all. Also, it definitely wouldn't be creepy either if you found yourself placing a box of plasters, hairbands, and period paranaphelia (I can't spell that!?!) on the doorstep either.Ok. Am I being really creepy?
Later in February I have to go to Ramsgate to help a friend clear out her late-mother’s house. The OD’s house is right in between the station and the house I’m going to (though not sure if it’s on the most direct route). Is it awful that I really want to walk past it to check it out?
Will you promise to update us?
Sorry about your friend losing her mum btw xx
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Infact I'll give it a whirl because #LOLs:
Like a dog with more fleas on it than all the ants in the world I had to scratch the itch to post a more-hilarious-than-your-favourite-comedian photo of some sprawled out plasters to show you all that I'm funnier than a room full of clowns who've inhaled a gallon of helium off the back of exotic cheetahs and that I'm more relatable than you even realise.
Jeez I just don't have quite his knack for this
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