Recap:
1. Jack’s unlocked phone marauded dervish-like in her Tiggy+Bo at an AA meeting (at which it shouldn’t even have been on), which explains the (even more than usually) nonsensical stream of shite she posted towards the end of the thread before last. Like much else that she spouts, this was utterly impossible and complete bollox but let to much hilarity, clever and funny posts, and even some maverick IRL testing from fraus in the wild. Conclusion: it’s impossible, but thank space you for your services in making the thread go hurtling right out the gate from page 1 like a freebasing greyhound race, Jack
2. Like David Brent’s substandard and more mortifying sister, Jack has opportunities in the pipeline via THREE (count ‘em) mindblowing invitations in her email. She cannot tell anyone what these are, because of a sinister group of people wearing strange buttock headwear (strikes me these people would be very noticeable IRL and easy to avoid, but what do I know, right? I haven’t set foot in the UK since pre COVID and vast swathes of the populace might be wearing ass hats nowadays) These invitations are all unpaid, but hey ho, what does that matter when you’re funded to the tune of thousands monthly by the masses of NON- bum chapeau wearers for doing the square root of FA, right?
3. SB may or may not be at the
crappy bungalow, as Jack’s claiming they’re having all sorts of
expensive improbable jolly japes on electronic playthings, while also gleefully recounting to 500,000 of her nearest and dearest the time she broke one of his toys, cobbled it together poorly and never told him about it. Oh the “giggling”.
4. She made a total
twit of herself by posting WITH PERMISSION OK a screenshot of someone’s care costs letter, claiming it denoted a 680% INCREASE when even the most cursory and perfunctory reading of it clearly demonstrated it did nothing of the sort. It’s also IRRITATING when OTHER PEOPLE misunderstand her idiocy, ok?
5. She got her arse handed to her in response to that on Twitter, and about number 2, and about numerous other things, including trying to instigate pile-ons of people with ACTUAL PhDs (or as Jack probably characterizes said not-Honorary degrees, Dishonorary Doctorates), and about the lack of support for JKR in the face of her support for that Chocolat twit. Ta Daaah!!! It’s ok though! She DID support JKR, just softly gently quietly behind the scenes, probably. Or not.
6. She kindly donated a filthy old BBQ, one of her three freezers (freezers, huh? They’re JUST LIKE mindblowing invitations received via emails- always come in threes- hmmm rather like having a personal private orgy with the Jonas brothers or Hanson -anyway, apologies, I digressed slightly there. Makes you think though) and a egg chair to “friends”. The fraus were aghast at this before remembering that it’s all ok because she doesn’t have friends. Lady Bountiful also kindly donated her landlady’s eucalyptus wood to said “friends”, yet again the fraus were aghast as this is potentially extremely hazardous, before once again recalling that she has no “friends” so it’s all ok.
7. Molly’s gittin’ ready to blow, so assume the position and brace, brace, brace my lil’ chickadees, cos storm’s a-comin’
8. Still no transparency on any monies for Teemill or any others, still (probably, but to my recollection last thread she didn’t try) can’t cook, still single, still doesn’t know what maraud means, still insufferable.
I’m sure I’ve missed things. Once again, I’m EXHAUSTED.
ETA I’ll start writing before the last thread ends next time I do a recap. It takes so long to summarize her nonsense, it’s not even made the front page