Talking Shit #235

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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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Davidd Birko

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 teddy bears, running Jammy Toast and searching eBay, car boot sales, charity shops, lofts and even under beds for unwanted bears. He has even now taken in Flat Eric to save him from homelessness – his life is no longer his own!

60 Comments on “Talking Shit #235”

  1. Every year for the last 3, we get a Christmas card delivered to ours to I’m guessing the children of a previous occupant? No return address. Kind of sad really.


    Mrs. Richards: “Don’t be silly. I expect to be able to see the sea.”

    Basil Fawlty: “You CAN see the sea. It’s over there, between the land and the sky.”

  3. Stupid bitch has put soy sauce all over my spring rolls even tho I said no and I didn’t even say anything because Michael the owner was snarling me and he terrifies me!

  4. I really want this story about Joe Anderson to be a complete load of bollocks. I want to believe he’s been well and truly stitched up.

    But I’ve got a feeling it might not be.

    I’ll be delighted to be wrong.

  5. some fella on instagram keeps sending me pics of all the scousers who have kicked off about me and not one of them has a full set of teeth. coincidence? i think not!

  6. They turned into a little pine-wood, and sat down on the gate which led to it. They were out of the snow now, but it was very cold, and to keep themselves warm they sang Pooh’s song six times, thumping on the gate with sticks at the proper places.

  7. This is getting beyond a joke. It doesn’t matter how many times I tell my human that some things are private, she doesn’t listen. Maybe she’s jealous that I can stretch my legs up in the air like I do. Humans are not as flexible as cats but photos can be embarrassing.

  8. Rolf report 5 Dec

    Sometimes I am a daredevil cat, getting myself out of seemingly impossible situations. Sometimes I am an endurance cat, walking for miles on my patrol of campus. And sometimes I am just a big happy purring machine who loves to snuggle.

    The many faces of Rolf x

  9. How I first met Dr Sherry three years ago: she was waiting nervously to go into her viva meeting to defend her PhD. I just appeared from nowhere and sat with her for ten calming minutes. My family loves this story. It epitomises the role of a campus cat.

    Rolf x

  10. The time has come for me to take personal control of the Brexit negotiations. To grasp the detail, act with integrity to seek practical solutions, to be decisive…

    It’s no good, I’m not even fooling myself.

  11. Thinking of Uncle Raz today. He was a massive Tranmere fan and as proud as anyone whenever the club won. Took a stray Mitre Delta to the head during a game against Chester and never recovered. We carry on your passion Raz!

  12. On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me… FIVE GOLD RINGS, four colly birds, three French hens, two turtle doves and a partridge in a pear tree.

    Put the rings on eBay, bought more French hens with the money. Ate them.

  13. I called the RSPCA today and said, “I’ve just found a suitcase in the woods containing a fox and 4 cubs.”

    “That’s terrible,” she replied. “Are they moving?”

    “I’m not sure to be honest,” I said. “But that would explain the suitcase!”

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