Hate Plates
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Hate plate to cover a minor diy disaster. (S)
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Sorry but no one gives a flying fuck that you are taking an instagram break. (S)
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It is ok. I am sure there is someone who finds you interesting. (S)
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Sorry, no chance of fucking tonight as regrettably, I am full of Wetherspoons curry club. (S)
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I think it is best to admit that our friendship has run its course. (S)
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Sorry but I need to wait at least 4 hours to reply to make it appear I am terribly busy. (S)
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It wasn't sentimental, just really fucking expensive. (S)
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Hate plate suitable for a future break up. (S)
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We only stayed as we heard you were finally getting a round in (you cheapskate bastard). (S)
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I think it's safe to say we were never really friends, we were just fucked. (S)
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New home, same sorry sad, drab interior. (S)
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Let me see that new bathroom renovation reveal. (S)
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Oh do shut the fuck up you smug, sad, sensational bellend. (S)
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Oh christ. Please do not suggest to stay over. (S)
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When I ask you if you need anything please just say no thanks. (S)
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I only came to flirt with your mother. (S)
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Sorry I am staying in to have a tremendous orgasm. (S)
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Oh Christ. Not another achingly dull still life involving some fucking flowers and fruit. (M)
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I'm sure your lifetime ISA will keep you company when you are sat in a nursing home. (M)
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Give you (the world) one whole night of fart free bedtime. (M)
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I liked brutalism before you liked brutalism. (M)
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It is ok. i brought my own Lao Gan Ma crispy oil with me. (M)
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I only came to drink your fine wine, shit stir and delight in the unfolding drama. (M)
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Oh do shut the fuck up about your tremendously tasteless new extension. (M)
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Oh shut the fuck up about your fucking 'holibobs'. i hope you get diarrhoea. (M)
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Thank you so much for coming. Bring more fucking wine next time. (M)Sold
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We are sorry but posting shit pictures of your mediocre makeover does not make you an interior designer. (M)
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Which clever cunt drank all the delightfully, delicious crémant? (M)
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With a little bit of luck we can make it through the (night) dire dinner party. (M)
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So sorry to inform you but i looked up the words shit, bland and tacky and all that came up were naff pictures of your recent renovation passion project (XL)
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I'm not sure it was the best time to play shaggy feat rik rok 'it wasn't me' as the gender was revealed at the gender reveal party that no one really wanted to come to (XL)
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Reach for the third bottle of wine (and pop a fourth in the fridge just in case). (XL)
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Please do not leave me desperately making conversation with your parents. (XL)
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I'm not sure if i told you already, but i used to live in hackney wick, in a warehouse, before gentrification, but we had bidets. (XL)
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We must confess we only came to raid your best wine, demand to hear our favourite banger and dance in a mildly inappropriate manner. (XL)
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Who drank all the fucking rosé? (XL)
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I only came to drink the nice wine i left behind last time and criticise the water pressure. (XL)
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Sorry those napkins are for a different calibre of guest. We have outdated novelty kitchen roll for you. (XL)
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Sorry Darling, there were no sodding Shrigleys left, so I got you this. (XL)