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Originally posted by The Devil In Diamante:
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Originally posted by *KG*:
Erm .................. I was in here late last night, and until the early hours. Have now been here for about an hour and a half and I've heard NOT A SINGLE WORD about Dog-Breath's rule-break?
Why so?
Isn't there a whiff of hypocrisy going on here?
SHE mentioned FIVE TIMES that she wanted to be put up, against Marcus.
But BB have chosen to scapegoat Siavash, Marcus and Knobber - the three that they know would rebel and argue back.
They're setting this up for Bea to win folk.
Trust me
I agree KG!
Also, after Bea was talking to Freddie in bed last night,
it also didn't show the bit where she went into the kitchen and continued to talk about it to the others after she had told Freddie she didn't want to talk about it anymore!She was telling Freddie how paranoid he is, I wonder why after she made a bee-line for him then turned to the dark side...accusing him of "un-necessary meddling & negativity"...she has room to talk hasn't she....everything she said Freddie is, is exactly what she is!.....
I watched it all unfold on LF, babes and it was dreadful. She DELIBERATELY stirred her newly-found pack of wolves, firstly by speaking so loudly even though they were all in bed - supposedly going to sleep. Secondly, by deliberately stomping off to the garden to have a fag, whilst pretending to have not taken a lighter. She rattled around in her make-up bag for one, BEFORE she left the bedroom. But then had to return for it, during which time she rattled her make-up bag even louder!
Her 'new posse' then all followed her out to the garden, but its my assumption that they didn't spot Marcus out there, whilst they ripped Knobber a new arse!
I think that Lisa and Charlie suddenly spotted him, because they then changed-up what they were saying, and started with all the old 'oh, things will look better in the morning' bullshine
Having not torn Knobber to shreds enough, they then proceeded to the kitchen, just to make sure that the knife was wedged very firmly between his shoulders.
Load of bastards.