Talking Shit #244

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Today we are going to ask everyone who visits Jammy Toast to just “Talk Shit”. It has become a bit of a Jammy Toast tradition whereby we ask everyone who visits us to leave a comment on just about any subject they choose. Funny or sad, true or false, real or fake; we don’t give a shit, as long as it is entertaining and doesn’t really hurt anyone’s feelings. We usually ask you to do this because we are too lazy to think of anything else to post. However, people generally enjoy the freedom to whine and bitch. The rules are simple to explain – anything goes!

If you visit Jammy Toast on a “Talking Shit” day; you must leave a comment behind – it’s the law! If you are new to Jammy Toast then just say “Hello” or maybe introduce yourself; tell us how you found us and why you visited. Anything you can think of.

Remember, though; Stuff is cool – Spam is not!

If you break the rules and visit us today and don’t leave a comment then please remember Andreaa has a very particular set of skills; skills acquired over a very long career. Skills that make her a nightmare for people like you. If you leave a comment, that will be the end of the matter. She will not look for you, she will not pursue you. But if you don’t communicate, she will look for you, she will find you, and she will murderize you.

You have been warned!

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The Bearkeeper

A sad and lonely old man who used to have a life but it has now been taken over by his dedication to the cause of saving Renault Bears, running Jammy Toast and searching eBay, car boot sales, charity shops, lofts and even under beds for his beloved bears. He has even now taken in Flat Eric to save him from homelessness – his life is no longer his own!

48 Comments on “Talking Shit #244”

  1. You know, I know it’s winter, but enough with the freaking snow already!!!! The way this is going, I won’t see the ground till April!

  2. Double jabbed Nanny Aud is in ours scoffing fish & chips from Gorgios for the first time since March. She’s not been this happy since VE night…

    Or she thought Knobhead had been dog napped.

  3. Why people txts at stupid o clock when i am fast asleep and wake me wants to punch their fucking phone down their throat every night ‘ can’t put it on silent Cus my dad almost died so need to it on god forbid they need to reach me : I hate people!

  4. Rolf report 20 Feb

    It was my “academic hour” with my campus mom Dr Claudia when I usually snuggle up in my cat bed on her desk while she connects with students & colleagues. But yesterday I was distracted by phenomena in the garden that was totally invisible to Claudia.

    Rolf x

  5. I went with Kate to visit her chickens the other day. There’s one called Belinda. I’d like to have a chicken as a friend and go for walks with it, but my human thinks I might get pecked. What do you think? Can cats and chickens ever be friends?

  6. It’s only a matter of time before someone I know sends me one of my tweets and says “this sounds like the sort of shit you would say!”

  7. Didn’t sleep. PG Podgkins the tabby we saved went out yesterday morning and we’ve not seen him since. No sign this morning either. Cobweb has been frantically running round the garden and we’re sure he is wondering where he is. We are so attached to our pets. They’re family.

    1. The soup is reading nine point seven on the lethal aftermath scale. I have now frozen it as consecutive days could prove unbelievable. Stir fry tonight.

  8. Good morning! Yes I am heading for the cushions, just to check their plumpness of course, it’s all in the name of science you know. Happy Caturday friends, have a lovely day.

  9. Lay in bed and my kid just called me to go butter his toast he’s 13, I hope he finds a good wife… I’ve created a monster haven’t I?

  10. I’ve had an omelet for lunch about 5 times this week and my kid looked at me yesterday and went “Gowannn ye little omelet pedophile.” She obviously meant nonce and I don’t think I’ll ever know peace again!

  11. The man who works in the post office just fully flipped on me for how many parcels I had like it’s not his job to post parcels? I would understand if I was asking for something unreasonable but it’s literally the post office?

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