Recap:
1. Despite being on the bones of her arse/not on the bones of her arse 2 weeks ago (depending on which part of Hunger Hurts 2 you’re reading), Jack has “pawned” three of 4 engagement rings which she proudly displayed on Twitter on what looked like Miss Hannigan’s dismembered hand. She got 20% of their value (the 80% was taken off by the fearful pawnbroker because they’re haunted/cursed-he’s trying to get hold of the ghost of Derek Acorah and a Priest to cast these demons and ghoulish apparitions out).
Twitter erupted because she’d so recently had the begging bowl out so now “a friend” pawned them and lots of other bollox that completely missed the point and made her seem like even more of an idiot.
2. She posted slop which nobody asked for, including a “no cook” version of (not actually cooked) gazpacho which contains…a tin of cooked tomatoes
3. Her socks have been so active in such hot weather that they all need a serious swill through in the washing machine with a big bottle of Vosene.
4. “Someone” threatened Molly, regarding the time Jack used an
IP address (this lie that influencers spread explained here) and “forensically” tracked down the Unabomber to his front door to help out Cagney, Lacey, Olivia Benson, and Agent Clarice Starling of the FBI.
5. Lots of tweets and deletes, lots of luke warm hot takes, the TWO doctorates came out to play again
6. Lots more people handing her arse to her on Twitter and elsewhere than ever before.
7. Oh, and we and others who question her are dried up balls of something dreadful. Much like those repulsive things she created in that “recipe” to replicate the Chinese takeaway, in fact. Still, at least this week we are not “grottily venereal”, so I for one am thankful for that. No antibioticos needed.
8. Still grifting, still no transparency on Teemill or other monies, still can’t cook, still single, still insufferable.
Sure I’ve missed stuff but I’M EXHAUSTED. Send cubic zirconias-os and radioactive kidney bean juiceos*
*(To Jack)