Bunnykins
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Mrs Hinch #426 Boring Ignorant Narcissistic Greedy Obnoxious - BINGO Mrs Hinch!
Winning thread title by @Islandhoppin
(Winning thread titles taken from page 40 onwards guyshhh ATV
)
Friday afternoon and after her milk dispenser rant at her fans on their group little old Soph decided she better try to redeem herself with her hardcore flock and take it back to basics with some actual cleaning.
You could tell she was still livid because she was using her Gretel filter and it’s the equivalent of her turning green like the Incredible Hulk when she gets in a strop.
She uses the grumpy gran persona to give her mean girl attitude out and pretend it’s for comedy effect when in fact she’s just boiling her piss that someone dared to contradict her.
She packed the kids off to old Fiddle Fingers and decided to clean the en-suite which is attached on to Lonnie’s duplicate beige nursery of nightmares. When she said she’d missed cleaning she wasn’t wrong. She clearly hasn’t been doing anything since the baby was born and neither has JimBobNoJobSmallKnob.
The shower was grim and Soph’s amazing cleaning techniques haven’t improved. Multiple strong chemical products used and then covering up mould with sealant instead of tackling it with some bleach to kill it off. No wonder that giraffe in the nursery looks like a victim of a nuclear fall out.
The whole thing was an ad for Scrub Daddy sponges and clearly Soph doesn’t clean if she isn’t being paid to. Filthy mare.
Later that night she drove to collect her pregnant pal and fellow slipper clad grotbag Stacey Solomon for a night out at the Bingo. Well she deserves a break guyshhh, Fiddle Fingers only had the kids for half the day and she’d had to clean a shower screen so she needed some me time with her best bubs forever. (Love you to Romford and back babes). The struggling was put on hold again for her late night Bingo session which seemed to consist of the pair of them acting like two 15 year olds off their tits on white lightning and posting photos of themselves holding hands because they are besties 4 Eva. They’re 4lyfers. They’re ride or dies. You get me bubs?
They appeared to have been sniffing their dabbers with Soph gurning all over the shop and looking like Gemma Collins chewing a wasp and Stacey looking like a boggle eyed rat. (Soph is going to be fuming when she realises Stace didn’t use the death filter). They were screeching and flailing about and disrupting the whole evening for everyone like a pair of prize pricks. They also got caught coming back in via the smoking area by some eagle eyed Tattlers. They did pay tribute to us Tattlers by scoffing some cruncky snacks and pouring ten litres of coke down their throits though, which was sooo sweet of them, thankkshhh you guyssshhh.
They didn’t win. Good. But they won by spending time together
No doubt the night will have been yet another undisclosed ad for the Bingo company because who could seriously be arsed shifting themselves out of the house at nearly 10 o’clock at night when they’re heavily pregnant to go and play bingo unless they were being paid to do so.
Saturday and after another undeclared ad for her teshco tat Soph took delivery of a coffin to upcycle with Big Al. Has anyone actually seen Jamie since he mocked her for ransacking her cupboards?
Anyway she’s painted it yes you guessed it.. white. And she’s rubbed random bits off with some sandpaper. Again. Yes we get the theme of this now Soph.. maybe try something different next time?
I fully expect to see Big Al sobbing in to a tin of wood filler whilst hiding in the pergola by the end of the day. His head must be thumping with the combination of paint fumes and Soph’s squawking, poor old sod.
The finished article has been dumped behind the sofa and styled with her book, it must be to keep Ron in so he doesn’t make the place look untidy because that’s where he usually plays. Well he would play if he was allowed any toys for himself.
Saturday evening and oi oi here comes Jamaaaaayyyyy with a sneaky little video of old Fiddle Fingers practising her ball skills...oi oi savaloy!
He’s recording da famleeeee in da garden , so blessed innit.
All the best. Etc
Repeat to fade....
Wiki is the pink button at the top for newbies.
Ronnie and Lennie don’t rhyme.
Sophie doesn’t have a second name she added Rose in her teens.
Winning thread title by @Islandhoppin
(Winning thread titles taken from page 40 onwards guyshhh ATV
)Friday afternoon and after her milk dispenser rant at her fans on their group little old Soph decided she better try to redeem herself with her hardcore flock and take it back to basics with some actual cleaning.
You could tell she was still livid because she was using her Gretel filter and it’s the equivalent of her turning green like the Incredible Hulk when she gets in a strop.
She uses the grumpy gran persona to give her mean girl attitude out and pretend it’s for comedy effect when in fact she’s just boiling her piss that someone dared to contradict her.
She packed the kids off to old Fiddle Fingers and decided to clean the en-suite which is attached on to Lonnie’s duplicate beige nursery of nightmares. When she said she’d missed cleaning she wasn’t wrong. She clearly hasn’t been doing anything since the baby was born and neither has JimBobNoJobSmallKnob.
The shower was grim and Soph’s amazing cleaning techniques haven’t improved. Multiple strong chemical products used and then covering up mould with sealant instead of tackling it with some bleach to kill it off. No wonder that giraffe in the nursery looks like a victim of a nuclear fall out.
The whole thing was an ad for Scrub Daddy sponges and clearly Soph doesn’t clean if she isn’t being paid to. Filthy mare.
Later that night she drove to collect her pregnant pal and fellow slipper clad grotbag Stacey Solomon for a night out at the Bingo. Well she deserves a break guyshhh, Fiddle Fingers only had the kids for half the day and she’d had to clean a shower screen so she needed some me time with her best bubs forever. (Love you to Romford and back babes). The struggling was put on hold again for her late night Bingo session which seemed to consist of the pair of them acting like two 15 year olds off their tits on white lightning and posting photos of themselves holding hands because they are besties 4 Eva. They’re 4lyfers. They’re ride or dies. You get me bubs?
They appeared to have been sniffing their dabbers with Soph gurning all over the shop and looking like Gemma Collins chewing a wasp and Stacey looking like a boggle eyed rat. (Soph is going to be fuming when she realises Stace didn’t use the death filter). They were screeching and flailing about and disrupting the whole evening for everyone like a pair of prize pricks. They also got caught coming back in via the smoking area by some eagle eyed Tattlers. They did pay tribute to us Tattlers by scoffing some cruncky snacks and pouring ten litres of coke down their throits though, which was sooo sweet of them, thankkshhh you guyssshhh.
They didn’t win. Good. But they won by spending time together
No doubt the night will have been yet another undisclosed ad for the Bingo company because who could seriously be arsed shifting themselves out of the house at nearly 10 o’clock at night when they’re heavily pregnant to go and play bingo unless they were being paid to do so.
Saturday and after another undeclared ad for her teshco tat Soph took delivery of a coffin to upcycle with Big Al. Has anyone actually seen Jamie since he mocked her for ransacking her cupboards?
Anyway she’s painted it yes you guessed it.. white. And she’s rubbed random bits off with some sandpaper. Again. Yes we get the theme of this now Soph.. maybe try something different next time?
I fully expect to see Big Al sobbing in to a tin of wood filler whilst hiding in the pergola by the end of the day. His head must be thumping with the combination of paint fumes and Soph’s squawking, poor old sod.
The finished article has been dumped behind the sofa and styled with her book, it must be to keep Ron in so he doesn’t make the place look untidy because that’s where he usually plays. Well he would play if he was allowed any toys for himself.
Saturday evening and oi oi here comes Jamaaaaayyyyy with a sneaky little video of old Fiddle Fingers practising her ball skills...oi oi savaloy!
He’s recording da famleeeee in da garden , so blessed innit.
All the best. Etc
Repeat to fade....
Wiki is the pink button at the top for newbies.
Ronnie and Lennie don’t rhyme.
Sophie doesn’t have a second name she added Rose in her teens.
Not sure if it should come with a warning or not but just in case *may induce nightmares* 
) The magazine ended with a back page ad for Krunchy Snacks proving once and for all that Tesco are in fact secret tattlers 
….. but just wanted to say, I’m getting major Will from the inbetweeners vibes
