Last night.
Facial recognition.
Facial surgery.
Oh my God.
Absolutely hysterical.
Do you realise how paranoid you all sound?
You're not buying your drugs off our Nicola Williams here because she's a dodgy as well.
I tell you now, oh my God, you all sound as paranoid and as crazy as a bag of frogs, man.
Jesus.
Facial surgery.
To look like what?
My dead neighbour or this other girl?
Or myself?
I've been laughing for hours.
Hours, hours, hours and hours.
We ended the night on £480 something.
I ain't going to bother opening the shop anymore.
What's the point?
Make more money off the haters.
Oh, I couldn't believe that last night when I logged in and they actually, you know, actually raised that amount of money for us with their ridiculous comments.
Oh my God.
So funny.
And now, and now that wax melt bill, right?
Oh, and somebody sent me a video too of one on fire.
She punched me in the face and the girls from Peacocks and Heidi from the Opticians have given a witness statement to say that she punched me in the face.
Do you actually believe if I punched you in the face and they witnessed that, do you actually believe they're going to go to court to say, can you see Heidi in court to say Jane punched her in the face?
Do you think they're actually going to go to court and state that?
You didn't get punched in the face.
You got your arse pussed out on the streets like a child would if they were showing off and throwing a tantrum.
Grow up.
Grow up and get a life Natalie.
