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Thread title is from @ohcomeon99 in collaboration with myself
We win a chandelier and a giant protein jelly which we'll eat in our rented meeting room whilst starting a business. Maybe. Perhaps we'll just take home the free pen.
- headline - Random post on a Friday night (17/8/24) for a go fund me to pay for £25k of garden landscaping for the dogs benefit.
Two days previously he had shared he'd received the quote for garden butchering works (taking up grass for astro, outdoor meal prep area etc) and asked the company to begin works the following week on Tuesday.
The post gained a lot of attention, much of it negative with his usual cheerleading squad blowing smoke up his arse, just to get back a ❤ response from their cult leader. Right thinking people correctly called out his recent bragging of wealth etc and saying he should pay for this work himself.
He took great delight in playing up to it all and being provocative, stirring, baiting and commenting.
Two days and only four donations later he admitted it was a 'joke'. He added that he would refund the donations and gift the donors £100 each also.
We will never know what he would have done had it truly taken off. We do know that he intentionally abused the Go fund me system for his own amusement, shits and giggles. The post remained active and is still live on go fund me.
- he's continued to wallow since he moved in. The Mortgaged Rabbit Hutch is still not unpacked or tidy. Weeks later.
- We got blinds fitted. At 8pm on a Monday.
- the Ukrainian builders (John describes everything and everyone by such terms) began the garden destruction and desecration of grass the dogs love that JtC requested of them.
- he's giving daily building updates that are cringe worthy and boring. He's still not revealed the parts he's grifted and those he has paid for.
- the media wall he grifted was fitted. It looks cheap. The fire is tacky and the faux marble effect panels either side hideous. But he loves it. And won't stop showing it. On the plus side he's stopped festering and cleaned the lounge. The TV looks shite and he's claimed it was due to a wrong panel size to mount it and they've to come back and resolve. Grifted means back of the queue is the reality. He also said the soundbar was a moving in gift from LG which is news to Tattle as he never said that when he shopped in store for it. Taxmans benefit JtC?
- he announced Dr Strange is still visiting in November and showed her video that he's screen recorded. Weird. Why does an ENT doctor in America want anything to do with a Grifter from Bolton?! I guess we must wait and see. Anyways, she's coming for two weeks and week one with him, seeing Stonehenge and Cotswolds etc plus they are then going to do the NC500. Good luck with that lady! Will she do a moonlight flit like his last travel companion did?!
- we exited August with a what content do you want engagement trap poll. Unsurprisingly meal prep was often requested.
- we entered September with him going on a full bore man child rant about his inability to meal prep in his current chaotic living arrangement and he never has to meal prep ever again if he doesn't want to. So ner ner. The ego on this one still shocks me. It's your reason for the account you div.
- he then announced he's decided he'd had enough take aways and sandwiches and needs to stop feeling crap and needs to start going to the gym. So instead of doing a small meal prep he went out to marks and bought two weeks of ready meals. Yes. The doesn't meal prep King bought ready meals
He filled up his vitamins tubs for three days and somehow this is progress. He's back in the game he says 
.
- he did however need to have one more rant that someclients wanted 1 to 1 coaching from January so that's it, called off for September. We kind of worked that out weeks ago JtC but thanks for confirming no one wanted you.
- during the rant he explained once more why he can't meal prep. His teeny tiny fridge. That he chose. The kitchen appliance fitting mess that needs doing again and the freezer turning off. Again, he grifted it so, he chose. Thing is John that two weeks of ready meals need some frozen. That means they'll be in the turned off freezer. How is this different? The bespoke island for the kitchen that arrived broken. Again, he chose it and hasn't sorted it. Normal people do one job at a time. Not him. This is what happens when an amateur bites off more than he can chew. Yes, your business will suffer but only if you let it. And John has let it. He was doing packet preps for a few days at a time before he moved and somehow he can't do that now? Pure laziness. Too busy trying to be mates with the builders and create friendships with tradesmen. He even decided to go vodka shopping - for the builders of course. Made a big show of how far he's come that he can have the vodka in the house and not touch it. Suuuuure John. Why buy it two weeks before they finish? Someone see you? Need to justify?
- he listed all the reasons he could not meal prep with a house walk around. They were excuses that he would never forgive anyone else for. He's embarrassing himself and gives no shits. Tidy up. Stop whining. Cook. Simple.
- in summary he's being an entitled whiny princess whose gloating about grifted freebies is as crass as his language and attitude yet he's taken zero accountability. Situation normal really.
- a surprise weekend woman. No details but he still bragged. 'You may have noticed two chairs' in the garden. Only because you've showed them. Not that she lasted long, she was replaced with a random he found on his new estate who accompanied him on a shopping trip and that's about it .
- totally self indulgent morning of clearing out his mental closets. This consisted of wittering on about not getting custody of his youngest and the box full of papers to 'prove' he tried to see her (if she asks-which she won't) that he was deciding if he should throw out. Spoiler alert. He was always going to throw them. He just wanted some sympathy. He then put together a huge pile of shite to throw. Shame he tackled it three months after the house move the dick.
- the garden of dreams continues but the Ukrainian builders have disappeared and he's seeking a joiner who can do the fencing properly. Neighbours been rightly complaining? The original builders nailed the batons to the party fence. No independent posts and support etc. Someone must have complained or told him it was a notch job. So the builders haven't been seen since and the fencing remains unfinished. He has however had his Paragola of dreams erected. And it's basic like him. It's also like a bus shelter that offices use for a smoking shelter for employees. It steals all natural light from his garden and makes it dark and gloomy which is quite appropriate for him. He sneaked in a comment about doing the garden kitchen in spring when the weather improves. Hmm
- top tattler detective work from @Winnerscircle who tracked back on the trust pilot review JtC left for the company that he hired to do his website. Except he did not. They denied having anything to do with him on his review and asked him to remove and he didn't. He decided instead to take them to court - and the case got thrown out which they published and provided a shot of the court order. No mention of any of this ever from him though!
- apparently he's decided to crack on with life and announced he was starting a new business. Next day he tried to make out he was at a high powered meeting when reality was he/others booked meeting room space in a digital hub. That aside he's announced it's all a secret. He also decided to wang on some more about how young he looks for 45, especially since giving up booze. It's getting tiresome now so he finished a boring day with a tit load of selfies with the dog that will likely end up on his dating profile to persuade women he's normal (the nut bag in silence of the lambs had a dog mate. It's not good enough to fool women) and an engagement trap poll asking about how young he looks. Desperate attempts lately to up his engagement number. New business dependency? As always, it's frightening that ppl don't do due diligence and run from him.
- in amongst this boring stuff he did say he's getting his kitchen sorted and planning to meal prep next month. We'll see.
- doggy Alcatraz got delivered and in true TMPK style, despite starting to wallpaper behind it's location, he only managed half of the tiny wall. Lazy as. He still had to show it off though. Rough looking like him.
- another weekend of worrysome behaviour. A late night drive to the arse end of nowhere and next to burnable grass and vegetation he set fire to a load of paperwork in a waste paper bin. Plenty of ranting about how the court system did him dirty. No accountability for the fact he was the cause. Groundhog day really. He left accelerant on the floor next to the fire, kept feeding it by putting his hands in and lots of slurred ranting. He finished by seemingly just leaving it all behind. Fly tipping, littering and fire starting offences - literally and metaphorically - as this was all mid Q&A
- Sunday he just carried on as he was. Q&A highlighted his bigotry. Liberal descriptions of people by their ethnicity or country of origin. The Farage remains strong in this one.
- boasts in one sentence that bedroom fitted wardrobes and the office have been quoted at the ridiculous sum of £10k that he won't pay and then his reels earned him £40k+. You can afford it John. You'd rip their arms off if it was offered and grifted
- finishing the thread with a story to shame someone for calling him out on his bad language and attitude and an absolutely vile tirade about doggy Alcatraz enabling him to have sex without the dogs being there, in the bedroom. Kitchen for the dogs? Oh yes, and you'll be needing a real gf not an imaginary one - really necessary unlike your unnecessary comments.
Number of meal preps done during the course of the thread - zero and allegedly next Sunday 22nd September he's doing it
Words he simply cannot leave out of any sentence in his dots of doom.
Literally - absolutely - 10000000%
Words that he (a best selling author don't you know)often throws around but still can't correctly use in a sentence.
Ill - Procrastinate - pergola (paragola)
Words that he will never ever use:
Sorry - Alcoholic - Therapy
A compilation of forgotten intentions or rarely mentioned to the point of deliverables.
10k meal prep book give away to the NHS
1 million followers 'give away'
Self published fourth book
Online Qualified nutrition - no sign of the certificate yet
Mentoring a family
121 support @ £200 a head
Podcasts
Building his own home in the Highlands
Meal prep outlets
New purchasing decisions that made stories but will/have faded away in due course:
Ferrari
Second Rolex
Campervan of his own
Canada goose coat
Buying multiple houses
We win a chandelier and a giant protein jelly which we'll eat in our rented meeting room whilst starting a business. Maybe. Perhaps we'll just take home the free pen.
- headline - Random post on a Friday night (17/8/24) for a go fund me to pay for £25k of garden landscaping for the dogs benefit.
Two days previously he had shared he'd received the quote for garden butchering works (taking up grass for astro, outdoor meal prep area etc) and asked the company to begin works the following week on Tuesday.
The post gained a lot of attention, much of it negative with his usual cheerleading squad blowing smoke up his arse, just to get back a ❤ response from their cult leader. Right thinking people correctly called out his recent bragging of wealth etc and saying he should pay for this work himself.
He took great delight in playing up to it all and being provocative, stirring, baiting and commenting.
Two days and only four donations later he admitted it was a 'joke'. He added that he would refund the donations and gift the donors £100 each also.
We will never know what he would have done had it truly taken off. We do know that he intentionally abused the Go fund me system for his own amusement, shits and giggles. The post remained active and is still live on go fund me.
- he's continued to wallow since he moved in. The Mortgaged Rabbit Hutch is still not unpacked or tidy. Weeks later.
- We got blinds fitted. At 8pm on a Monday.
- the Ukrainian builders (John describes everything and everyone by such terms) began the garden destruction and desecration of grass the dogs love that JtC requested of them.
- he's giving daily building updates that are cringe worthy and boring. He's still not revealed the parts he's grifted and those he has paid for.
- the media wall he grifted was fitted. It looks cheap. The fire is tacky and the faux marble effect panels either side hideous. But he loves it. And won't stop showing it. On the plus side he's stopped festering and cleaned the lounge. The TV looks shite and he's claimed it was due to a wrong panel size to mount it and they've to come back and resolve. Grifted means back of the queue is the reality. He also said the soundbar was a moving in gift from LG which is news to Tattle as he never said that when he shopped in store for it. Taxmans benefit JtC?
- he announced Dr Strange is still visiting in November and showed her video that he's screen recorded. Weird. Why does an ENT doctor in America want anything to do with a Grifter from Bolton?! I guess we must wait and see. Anyways, she's coming for two weeks and week one with him, seeing Stonehenge and Cotswolds etc plus they are then going to do the NC500. Good luck with that lady! Will she do a moonlight flit like his last travel companion did?!
- we exited August with a what content do you want engagement trap poll. Unsurprisingly meal prep was often requested.
- we entered September with him going on a full bore man child rant about his inability to meal prep in his current chaotic living arrangement and he never has to meal prep ever again if he doesn't want to. So ner ner. The ego on this one still shocks me. It's your reason for the account you div.
- he then announced he's decided he'd had enough take aways and sandwiches and needs to stop feeling crap and needs to start going to the gym. So instead of doing a small meal prep he went out to marks and bought two weeks of ready meals. Yes. The doesn't meal prep King bought ready meals
He filled up his vitamins tubs for three days and somehow this is progress. He's back in the game he says .- he did however need to have one more rant that someclients wanted 1 to 1 coaching from January so that's it, called off for September. We kind of worked that out weeks ago JtC but thanks for confirming no one wanted you.
- during the rant he explained once more why he can't meal prep. His teeny tiny fridge. That he chose. The kitchen appliance fitting mess that needs doing again and the freezer turning off. Again, he grifted it so, he chose. Thing is John that two weeks of ready meals need some frozen. That means they'll be in the turned off freezer. How is this different? The bespoke island for the kitchen that arrived broken. Again, he chose it and hasn't sorted it. Normal people do one job at a time. Not him. This is what happens when an amateur bites off more than he can chew. Yes, your business will suffer but only if you let it. And John has let it. He was doing packet preps for a few days at a time before he moved and somehow he can't do that now? Pure laziness. Too busy trying to be mates with the builders and create friendships with tradesmen. He even decided to go vodka shopping - for the builders of course
. Made a big show of how far he's come that he can have the vodka in the house and not touch it. Suuuuure John. Why buy it two weeks before they finish? Someone see you? Need to justify?- he listed all the reasons he could not meal prep with a house walk around. They were excuses that he would never forgive anyone else for. He's embarrassing himself and gives no shits. Tidy up. Stop whining. Cook. Simple.
- in summary he's being an entitled whiny princess whose gloating about grifted freebies is as crass as his language and attitude yet he's taken zero accountability. Situation normal really.
- a surprise weekend woman. No details but he still bragged. 'You may have noticed two chairs' in the garden. Only because you've showed them
. Not that she lasted long, she was replaced with a random he found on his new estate who accompanied him on a shopping trip and that's about it .- totally self indulgent morning of clearing out his mental closets. This consisted of wittering on about not getting custody of his youngest and the box full of papers to 'prove' he tried to see her (if she asks-which she won't) that he was deciding if he should throw out. Spoiler alert. He was always going to throw them. He just wanted some sympathy. He then put together a huge pile of shite to throw. Shame he tackled it three months after the house move the dick.
- the garden of dreams continues but the Ukrainian builders have disappeared and he's seeking a joiner who can do the fencing properly. Neighbours been rightly complaining? The original builders nailed the batons to the party fence. No independent posts and support etc. Someone must have complained or told him it was a notch job. So the builders haven't been seen since and the fencing remains unfinished. He has however had his Paragola of dreams erected. And it's basic like him. It's also like a bus shelter that offices use for a smoking shelter for employees. It steals all natural light from his garden and makes it dark and gloomy which is quite appropriate for him. He sneaked in a comment about doing the garden kitchen in spring when the weather improves. Hmm
- top tattler detective work from @Winnerscircle who tracked back on the trust pilot review JtC left for the company that he hired to do his website. Except he did not. They denied having anything to do with him on his review and asked him to remove and he didn't. He decided instead to take them to court - and the case got thrown out which they published and provided a shot of the court order. No mention of any of this ever from him though!
- apparently he's decided to crack on with life and announced he was starting a new business. Next day he tried to make out he was at a high powered meeting when reality was he/others booked meeting room space in a digital hub. That aside he's announced it's all a secret. He also decided to wang on some more about how young he looks for 45, especially since giving up booze. It's getting tiresome now so he finished a boring day with a tit load of selfies with the dog that will likely end up on his dating profile to persuade women he's normal (the nut bag in silence of the lambs had a dog mate. It's not good enough to fool women) and an engagement trap poll asking about how young he looks. Desperate attempts lately to up his engagement number. New business dependency? As always, it's frightening that ppl don't do due diligence and run from him.
- in amongst this boring stuff he did say he's getting his kitchen sorted and planning to meal prep next month. We'll see.
- doggy Alcatraz got delivered and in true TMPK style, despite starting to wallpaper behind it's location, he only managed half of the tiny wall. Lazy as. He still had to show it off though. Rough looking like him.
- another weekend of worrysome behaviour. A late night drive to the arse end of nowhere and next to burnable grass and vegetation he set fire to a load of paperwork in a waste paper bin. Plenty of ranting about how the court system did him dirty. No accountability for the fact he was the cause. Groundhog day really. He left accelerant on the floor next to the fire, kept feeding it by putting his hands in and lots of slurred ranting. He finished by seemingly just leaving it all behind. Fly tipping, littering and fire starting offences - literally and metaphorically - as this was all mid Q&A
- Sunday he just carried on as he was. Q&A highlighted his bigotry. Liberal descriptions of people by their ethnicity or country of origin. The Farage remains strong in this one.
- boasts in one sentence that bedroom fitted wardrobes and the office have been quoted at the ridiculous sum of £10k that he won't pay and then his reels earned him £40k+. You can afford it John. You'd rip their arms off if it was offered and grifted
- finishing the thread with a story to shame someone for calling him out on his bad language and attitude and an absolutely vile tirade about doggy Alcatraz enabling him to have sex without the dogs being there, in the bedroom. Kitchen for the dogs? Oh yes, and you'll be needing a real gf not an imaginary one - really necessary unlike your unnecessary comments.
Number of meal preps done during the course of the thread - zero and allegedly next Sunday 22nd September he's doing it
Words he simply cannot leave out of any sentence in his dots of doom.
Literally - absolutely - 10000000%
Words that he (a best selling author don't you know)often throws around but still can't correctly use in a sentence.
Ill - Procrastinate - pergola (paragola)
Words that he will never ever use:
Sorry - Alcoholic - Therapy
A compilation of forgotten intentions or rarely mentioned to the point of deliverables.
10k meal prep book give away to the NHS
1 million followers 'give away'
Self published fourth book
Online Qualified nutrition - no sign of the certificate yet
Mentoring a family
121 support @ £200 a head
Podcasts
Building his own home in the Highlands
Meal prep outlets
New purchasing decisions that made stories but will/have faded away in due course:
Ferrari
Second Rolex
Campervan of his own
Canada goose coat
Buying multiple houses
