Thank you @tuffiti for your sterling work. This time I did watchToday's Patreon flog:
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Stephanie Jarvis' The Chateau Diaries is a scam. Free Lancelot.
For fucks sake...
Lies, lies and more lies. Lies upon lies. How the fuck does she sleep soundly at night?
Lots of hair tucking behind the ears - lying.
Jazz hands totally out of control - lying.
How high is that forehead now? Is that really her forehead or has she used some kind of elongation filter?
Is she wearing a wig? Her hair looks dreadful.
So, tattle called absolutely everything she discussed. No surprises for us.
Chicken massacre. One chicken left, living with Curtsey. Blamed it on the fox. Tattle called it.
Definitely lightening the load over the big room. She can dress it up as she likes, the structural engineer has told her to clear the rooms above. Didn't someone let that slip in the comments about a week ago? Tattle called it.
Yet more, previously unseen, paneling. Tattle called it.
How did she ask Armoire about storing things in the container when he's m.i.a.? Where has Grant gone?
I don't know if you realise that I find her totally despicable? I think I now can move that up a notch to detest. Object to the air she breathes. Seriously do not like the fact that she shares the same planet that I live on.
And for fucks sake get rid of Thrush. He is a total waste of space. If she must have him around, tell the bitch to keep it's mouth shut.
I may damage myself some more tomorrow and go back and watch the flogs she made while she was visiting the fat, ugly, naked people. There's a couple of things I want to check!