Jack Monroe #600 If I don’t have a sieve, where am I getting a carabiner from?

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Lads, I think we need to be careful with Charlemagne.
I don't think it's her but it might be someone close to her.
I definitely don't want to police anyone here but I have a weird feeling about this.
Not sure we should be giving any of them any oxygen. The whole thing’s a bit…tawdry and pathetic really.

Anyway, who fancies some Christmas slurry?
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Lads, I think we need to be careful with Charlemagne.
I don't think it's her but it might be someone close to her.
I definitely don't want to police anyone here but I have a weird feeling about this.

It doesn’t sound like her to me. Normally she has her own tone and I don’t believe if she was unwell/high/narc rage enough to do it with a pic of her own dog that she’d be able to keep her own voice from shining through - she can’t do it normally.

I’m not convinced many of the clearly fake accounts that have interacted with carp man have been her socks to be honest - as I’ve said previously when they’ve popped up on the hellsite. I think some other people are getting a hell of a lot of a kick out of winding him up and getting a reaction and if Tattle thinks they’re Jack in the process it’s an added bonus to them. ETA: and if people here think it’s Jack it tends to make Carpman more sure he’s right so he bites more, fishing pun unintended.
 
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It doesn’t sound like her to me. Normally she has her own tone and I don’t believe if she was unwell/high/narc rage enough to do it with a pic of her own dog that she’d be able to keep her own voice from shining through - she can’t do it normally.

I’m not convinced many of the socks that have interacted with carp man have been her to be honest - as I’ve said previously when they’ve popped up on the hellsite. I think some other people are getting a hell of a lot of a kick out of winding him up and getting a reaction and if Tattle thinks they’re Jack in the process it’s an added bonus to them.

If anything, it sounds more like our old friend from the order Lepidoptera - they were always a lot more willing to get in your face with the obvious nastiness (that 'SEN' comment would have been right up Wonky's street, for example).

I take your point, though, that Jack has long since become a focal point for all sorts of trolling, both pro and anti, with plenty of false flag activity going on. What remains of her brand is now an entirely toxic swamp.
 
you're right. I felt like screenshotting for those that couldn't see it cos I hate it when people are talking about something I can't see, but will def move on now.
100%! And thanks for posting- appreciated seeing it but they’re all as tragic as each other. This incessant playing to here is just yawn-inducing as well.

Let’s all have a foolproof brioche wreath (with a skin condition in the centre), some festive sprats (as a delicious alternative to prawn cocktail) and buy cheap mint sauce and mustard til it’s coming out of the buns of our asses (as they say here in 🇬🇪🍑 🍉) so we can decant the contents into less attractive jars and use filthy old spoons and grubby old chopping boards to fill crappy old jars with crappy old (completely unblended) seasoning blends for all our nearest and dearest!
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some of the things it’s saying are very offensive as well. With a profile picture pretty much of her dog who’s also in her banner photo. She’s too canny to be *that* careless so she must be quite unwell
Unless it is a troll pretending to be an obvious Jack sock, although it may be Jack pretending to be a troll pretending to be an obvious Jack sock.

In my head it has all gone meta.
 
100%! And thanks for posting- appreciated seeing it but they’re all as tragic as each other. This incessant playing to here is just yawn-inducing as well.

Let’s all have a foolproof brioche wreath (with a skin condition in the centre), some festive sprats (as a delicious alternative to prawn cocktail) and buy cheap mint sauce and mustard til it’s coming out of the buns of our asses (as they say here in 🇬🇪🍑) so we can decant the contents into less attractive jars and use filthy old spoons and grubby old chopping boards to fill crappy old jars with crappy old (completely unblended) seasoning blends for all our nearest and dearest!

"Alternative to prawn cocktail" would include thousands of recipes and she comes up with what looks like a sad plate of leaves and the odd whitebait thrown in.
 
I unashamedly love Stephen King. Book 4 of the Dark Tower series would be my Desert Island Disc novel. And I read all sorts of stuff from “hard” books, to an occasional re-read of Valley of The Dolls. There is absolutely no way anyone could read all of SKs back catalogue in one year and have a job/kid/dog/house to care for. I reckon you would struggle if you were in a prison cell 23 hours a day.

Such a massive massive liar.
When I was eleven Valley of the Dolls was my absolute favourite novel ever, I like to think a lot of it went over my head.
 
If anything, it sounds more like our old friend from the order Lepidoptera - they were always a lot more willing to get in your face with the obvious nastiness (that 'SEN' comment would have been right up Wonky's street, for example).

I take your point, though, that Jack has long since become a focal point for all sorts of trolling, both pro and anti, with plenty of false flag activity going on. What remains of her brand is now an entirely toxic swamp.

Whoever it is, it’s incredibly cruel to CarpMan to continue the illusion it’s definitely her, as was the continued insistence he definitely had a story the media would be interested in and he’d get his revenge on her that way when he obviously didn’t.

If the people (both in previous tattle threads and on the hellsite etc) encouraging him with it all support him and his tale and I’m just a silly Jack defender pretending it’s not her and not newsworthy when it is, dragging out the cruelty and telling him he’s going to get things he won’t is a weird way to show it IMO.
 
Yeah, when I’m being seductive, I always stay out of the sun for months ahead of time so my entire skin takes on a vampiric waxy hue, apply a thick layer of ‘mid-1990s middle manager off a trading estate in Nuneaton’ makeup and no-nonsense bob, clutter up all the surfaces, ensure there are a couple of grubby tea towels in the vicinity, stick a bit of old Formica on the wall, set the lighting to ‘1970s’ then shove on a 99p Santa hat off the market, open my mouth a bit so I look especially gormless, find the perfect angle to show off the size of my hooter, whip off my top, lift up my shoulder a bit to crinkle my neck, mount a piece of the furniture (backwards) and jam my tits as hard as I can (downwards) against the back of it.

Tragic twit.
Then take a photo and post it on SM so that people can make fun of you every Christmas.
 
In my head it has all gone meta.
Imagine what goes through your mind when you’re a Big Posh (busy business-running) Sod and your scampering little idiot plaything produces this and you have to hang it up on the wall of your giant unRENTed London townhouse like a tit drawing your 3 year old did so all your friends, family and professional colleagues/contacts get to enjoy her showing off about it, her errant youth in the Girl’s Brigade and her arty crafty bent.
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While shouting at them. In French.
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