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Thread title is a joint effort by @Tom_Nook & @consumerism makes u free.
It's taken nearly a year to fill up a thread, because Kathryn and G have been a bit boring. Katie spent the whole year pottering around the house, taking herself out on solo dates*, knitting more jumpers than a person needs in a lifetime and letting her husband sweep here away on hols. How does she make a living is a mystery to anyone here, as she doesn't seem to be doing any consistent work. The rumour has it she's bankrolled by Daddy G as long as she looks smol, pulls faces to camera and speaks in a baby voice.
*She's been doing things by herself, like going to brunch or to the cinema, but has been romanticising it by calling her outings "dates".
This inspired many of us to report our solo dates here, posting things such as below as an inside joke:
When she and Geoffedrom go out, she always needs to stress who took who out. "I took my Master out for a little brunch", "Daddy treated me to a meal at the Wanky Toastie Place". She does the same when referring to family and friends, "we took my parents/G's parents/this and that friend". KATIE. You went out. No-one cares who took who out/who paid.
She's been splurging on some higher tag items too, such as this jacket which cost a few hundred. She was so much more frugal before Geoffronus came to her life, so it's very interesting!
Yes, still mentions her ex every now and then.
Her hair is getting way too long, drowning her tiny frame and we all agree she needs a substantial cut.
Has been in many eras fashion-wise this year, such as a "loafer era".
They were all bad.
She's wearing too much brown and too many oversized jumpers, which look like she could have borrowed them from G.
Madam and her lanky landlord have been enjoying "tin fish dates" (yes, tin, not tinned. Why grammar?), which is when they have some fancy tinned fish and some accompaniments, that don't go with fish.
Started a Substack, because everyone has one I guess. It's boring AF.
Keeps washing her mudlarking finds in the kitchen sink.
I think that's more or less it, but feel free to add your personal highlights in the comments.
I would also like to take the time to thank the thread regular @Tom_Nook who has been taking one for the team, and watching and recaping (in the most hilarious way as well) Katie's weekly vlogs and now Vlogmas. (And of course thanks to anyone else who chips in with their recaps). You guys are troopers, you are my heroes, and I thank you for your service.
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Oh and if you need a giggle, may I remind you of this "Barbie" rendition by @squatternutbosh?
Hi Kathie!
Hi Geoff!
You want to go for another date night this week?
Sure Geoff,
Jump in!
I’m a tiny girl, in a massive world
Everything’s gifted, but I’m so thrifty
you can dress me in, horrible charity shop oversized blazers
imagination, of which I lack creation
come on Kathie, let’s go a&e
Aa aa aa phobia
Come on Kathie let’s go a&e
Oo oh oo, hot water bottle!
im a dumb bimbo blonde in a privileged life
I dress crap, drink too much, petite fast fashion!
your my cuck, we don’t f*ck, peg me with gifted dildos
Paints my nails, build some forts, eat some olives!
You can hoard
You can declutter
You can try a new skin regime everyday!
And if you wish to get in the festive spirit the Snooksy way, please enjoy reading the piece below, also by @squatternutbosh
‘Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a taxidermy mouse.
The stockings were hung by the dusty chimney with care
In the hopes that a plethora of kindly gifted presents would soon be there
Ickle Kathleen was nestled all in her bed
As visions of her ex fiancé danc’d in her head
And Papa Geoff in her ‘kerchief and Kath in her broccoli infused menstrual cap
Got into bed to brain storm why her content is so crap
When down in the dungeon arose such a clatter
Kathleen yanked out her emetophobia earplugs to see what was the matter
It was that rapscallion Morris, making things smash
Charging into tat from the Thames making it crash
Oh you silly cat! Kathleen giggled inanely
And she sat on her gifted sofa to reflect plainly
How can I be more quirky next year? She thinks
I know! I’ll dye my armpit hair pink!
And with that Kathleen was so lively & quick
It doesn’t matter that her middle class husband is a Tory prick!
Her privilege and idiocy is enough to get her by
And anytime anyone critiques her content, she will just go to G-sus & cry
A plethora of sad olives, champagne and ready meals a plenty
(I really need to tag Rihanna on a beg for gifted Fenty)
Kathleen took a glance in the mirror, head to foot
Her clothes were all vintage & gifted, (not including Morris’s hair & the soot)
When she noticed in her office there was bundle of new items, strewn across the floor,
Make up , whisky, and sex toys galore
Her eyes, how they twinkled, oh capitalism Christmas has been!
Her cheeks were like roses (adgifted benefit: rose tint beam)
Her gloomy little pout was drawn up like a bow
Oh look at all this crap to my sheep I can show!
Then I shall hoard it and Chuck them behind the shutter
Until the next vlogmas to gather dust until I declutter
Come back to bed baby, the lanky profile of Geofferami was quite a sight
But happy Christmas to all, and all a Snooks night!
It's taken nearly a year to fill up a thread, because Kathryn and G have been a bit boring. Katie spent the whole year pottering around the house, taking herself out on solo dates*, knitting more jumpers than a person needs in a lifetime and letting her husband sweep here away on hols. How does she make a living is a mystery to anyone here, as she doesn't seem to be doing any consistent work. The rumour has it she's bankrolled by Daddy G as long as she looks smol, pulls faces to camera and speaks in a baby voice.
*She's been doing things by herself, like going to brunch or to the cinema, but has been romanticising it by calling her outings "dates".
This inspired many of us to report our solo dates here, posting things such as below as an inside joke:
When she and Geoffedrom go out, she always needs to stress who took who out. "I took my Master out for a little brunch", "Daddy treated me to a meal at the Wanky Toastie Place". She does the same when referring to family and friends, "we took my parents/G's parents/this and that friend". KATIE. You went out. No-one cares who took who out/who paid.
She's been splurging on some higher tag items too, such as this jacket which cost a few hundred. She was so much more frugal before Geoffronus came to her life, so it's very interesting!
Yes, still mentions her ex every now and then.
Her hair is getting way too long, drowning her tiny frame and we all agree she needs a substantial cut.
Has been in many eras fashion-wise this year, such as a "loafer era".
They were all bad.
She's wearing too much brown and too many oversized jumpers, which look like she could have borrowed them from G.
Madam and her lanky landlord have been enjoying "tin fish dates" (yes, tin, not tinned. Why grammar?), which is when they have some fancy tinned fish and some accompaniments, that don't go with fish.
Started a Substack, because everyone has one I guess. It's boring AF.
Keeps washing her mudlarking finds in the kitchen sink.
I think that's more or less it, but feel free to add your personal highlights in the comments.
I would also like to take the time to thank the thread regular @Tom_Nook who has been taking one for the team, and watching and recaping (in the most hilarious way as well) Katie's weekly vlogs and now Vlogmas. (And of course thanks to anyone else who chips in with their recaps). You guys are troopers, you are my heroes, and I thank you for your service.
---
Oh and if you need a giggle, may I remind you of this "Barbie" rendition by @squatternutbosh?
Hi Kathie!
Hi Geoff!
You want to go for another date night this week?
Sure Geoff,
Jump in!
I’m a tiny girl, in a massive world
Everything’s gifted, but I’m so thrifty
you can dress me in, horrible charity shop oversized blazers
imagination, of which I lack creation
come on Kathie, let’s go a&e
Aa aa aa phobia
Come on Kathie let’s go a&e
Oo oh oo, hot water bottle!
im a dumb bimbo blonde in a privileged life
I dress crap, drink too much, petite fast fashion!
your my cuck, we don’t f*ck, peg me with gifted dildos
Paints my nails, build some forts, eat some olives!
You can hoard
You can declutter
You can try a new skin regime everyday!
And if you wish to get in the festive spirit the Snooksy way, please enjoy reading the piece below, also by @squatternutbosh
‘Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a taxidermy mouse.
The stockings were hung by the dusty chimney with care
In the hopes that a plethora of kindly gifted presents would soon be there
Ickle Kathleen was nestled all in her bed
As visions of her ex fiancé danc’d in her head
And Papa Geoff in her ‘kerchief and Kath in her broccoli infused menstrual cap
Got into bed to brain storm why her content is so crap
When down in the dungeon arose such a clatter
Kathleen yanked out her emetophobia earplugs to see what was the matter
It was that rapscallion Morris, making things smash
Charging into tat from the Thames making it crash
Oh you silly cat! Kathleen giggled inanely
And she sat on her gifted sofa to reflect plainly
How can I be more quirky next year? She thinks
I know! I’ll dye my armpit hair pink!
And with that Kathleen was so lively & quick
It doesn’t matter that her middle class husband is a Tory prick!
Her privilege and idiocy is enough to get her by
And anytime anyone critiques her content, she will just go to G-sus & cry
A plethora of sad olives, champagne and ready meals a plenty
(I really need to tag Rihanna on a beg for gifted Fenty)
Kathleen took a glance in the mirror, head to foot
Her clothes were all vintage & gifted, (not including Morris’s hair & the soot)
When she noticed in her office there was bundle of new items, strewn across the floor,
Make up , whisky, and sex toys galore
Her eyes, how they twinkled, oh capitalism Christmas has been!
Her cheeks were like roses (adgifted benefit: rose tint beam)
Her gloomy little pout was drawn up like a bow
Oh look at all this crap to my sheep I can show!
Then I shall hoard it and Chuck them behind the shutter
Until the next vlogmas to gather dust until I declutter
Come back to bed baby, the lanky profile of Geofferami was quite a sight
But happy Christmas to all, and all a Snooks night!
