One more.

I’ll show you! I’ll show all of you!

I’m A Celebrity.

It’s not my fiftieth until next year, you absolute megadoyle.

How cool! That’s amazing.

Always the way.

I get “she’s lovely to me!”. Oh, maybe that’s the issue. I’ve had nothing to do with her for thirteen years and it’s much better without that bollocks. You can try and help and explain and tolerate forever, but if it’s too hurtful, walk away. I’m sorry you had to go through that.

I have nothing to do with my mother, and I get this shite all the time.

Great as a heel, terrible goody.

This is a stupid match.

The money thing is fine. The “one big family” garbage was nonsense.

That’s nailed on, isn’t it?