Friday blows the whistle

The film will be called "Dominic Cummings Gets His Testicles Stamped On For An Hour And A Half".
 
YOO HOO. Cosmopolitan girl here, posting from KENT (again)

Must say it’s quite good for FATTIES :disco:
 
Do you like a wee bit of meat on the bone, Yvvy? One of our team yesterday came out about his baldie fetish. He hates beards too. He's quite a big lad so I worry where he's putting them...
 
Hey hey!

Off back down to the motherland, to get on a coach to a football match halfway back home. Lads etc.
 
I stop for a fortnight's annual leave today and colour me relieved cos I've had enough of these noisy bastards.
 
I want to stamp on Dominic Cummings's testicles for a good hour and a half, film the results and release it in the cinemas.
I would watch the shit out of that.

I’ve just been up Jorck’s Passage and now I’m having carbonara al fresco like I’m somewhere warm and dry. I actually think the Danishes are my favourite people.
 
I've been a few times. Once as a professional, twice as a friend.
 
Oh, the baldie fetishist has just come out as a Brexiteer. He used the phrase "just get it done" and the word "Remoaner". CUNT.

:fuckoff:
 
Thank God I don't still work in an office semi populated by cunts. I only have to contend with my family's ignorance.
 
Some fucking cow just gave me a scare on purpose....snuck up behind me and whispered right into my ear. Bitch. Honestly, I could slap her but I'd like to keep my job. She's a total fucknugget anyway so she'll be gone soon enough without my intervention.
 
Thank God I don't still work in an office semi populated by cunts. I only have to contend with my family's ignorance.

I’m acclimatising myself to working a few days a week in an office after three years of working freelance at home and gracious it’s been quite the challenge. People with the actual audacity to have different opinions! Mind you, we had CAKE FOR CANCER today :disco:
 
And of course it generates all manner of MIRROR IMAGE horror and terrible, disgusting revelations about self. “God I hate her. She’s so harsh and sharp” :side-eye:

ETCETERA
 
Some fucking cow just gave me a scare on purpose....snuck up behind me and whispered right into my ear. Bitch. Honestly, I could slap her but I'd like to keep my job. She's a total fucknugget anyway so she'll be gone soon enough without my intervention.

:D
 
I’ve almost finished a GORGEOUS bottle of red, and really feel like opening another one, or two...
 
I’m thinking UK for some reason. Maybe Wales. Or Scotland. Not Airbnb though. They come in at night and rifle through your purse and sundries. I used to love my jewellery and I’ll never see that again :(
 

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