EastEnders Update: Walford Locals On Twitter

Eastenders Update, Twitter, Stacey Slater, Chelsea, Janine Butcher, Christian

Alright, I know that most of Le Square aren’t particularly au fait with technology. Most of them don’t even own doorbells. But imagine – can you imagine – if they discovered the power of Twitter? No more ill-advised confessionals over a gin and Jif Lemon down the Vic. They could pour themselves forth on the internet instead and have the whole of soap land stumble upon their nasty little secrets. Or, in Chelsea’s case, what she’s thinking of doing with her fringe this week…

ThisisJanine

- knows a secret

- knows another secret

- knows a big fat secret and not telling you nah nah

- does anybody want to know a secret

AlriteStace

- max if youre reading this then you know that you an me was the best thing eva you are neva gonna find n e one as good as me and you kno it…

- …dont you kno it i kno you knos it if i find out who youre with i am gonna cut them up big mo has got a stanley knife it is a real big one not…

- …like yours if you get my meaning and i know that you get my meaning but that doesnt matter max cos i loves you n e way and i am STACEY SLATER ICE SKATER…

HornyDawny

- has sum serious thinking to do

- Bored of thinking. Going to Primark.

FoxyChelsea

- hello?!?

- how doez this thing work? tb peeps?

- just got one of my nails stuck in the keyboard

- need emergency manicure laterz peeps

Bradders

- kicking back with a star trek box set and some hot cross buns

- Dog stood in front of tv. Can’t get him to move.

- Girlfriend’s dog now stood in front of dog in front of tv.

- Ironing my favourite tie.

BealeEnterprises

- Just secured a cut-price deal on teatowels for the café, using my incredible business acumen.

- Somebody has stolen the top off the vinegar bottle in the chippy. This is what comes of giving out free condiments.

- From now on, 15p per shake. You’ve brought this on yourselves.

HotRox

- My nipples are well chafing in this top

- Can u give vodka to 6 month old?

- Never mind shes stopped screaming now. put basic instinct on. one of her faves.

WhitneySpears

- feels like running away

- is packing

- has finished packing and is def running away

- in a minute

- just gonna watch hollyoaks and then def running away

Christ-I-An

- still recovering from Pride. Six blokes and a Turkish bath house!

- Meeting for drinks with my favourite ‘Masala Queen’.

- Has just enjoyed some spicy afternoon delight

- OH FOR CHRIST SAKE WHY DO I BOTHER? GOING TO DIE ALONE IN JANE’S SPARE ROOM.

SyedBid’ah

- is going to chop some okra and relieve this upcoming wedding stress!

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75 Comments

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 1:31 pm | Permalink

    I reckon that if they branded gin in The Queen Vic it’d be called Hogarths.

  • Emsbabee
    Posted August 10, 2009 at 1:48 pm | Permalink

    Or ‘warts ‘n’ all’

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 1:50 pm | Permalink

    It’s a bit quiet in here today. Is everyone on holiday?

    I’m not.

  • Emsbabee
    Posted August 10, 2009 at 1:54 pm | Permalink

    It’s like an abandoned library.

    I’m not on holiday either. Except in my head.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 1:58 pm | Permalink

    I’m not on holiday either.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 1:59 pm | Permalink

    Fucking slow work-wise too… just me?

  • Emsbabee
    Posted August 10, 2009 at 2:04 pm | Permalink

    That all depends, the job centre are snowed under.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 2:08 pm | Permalink

    I reckon it all went to shit when ASWAD stopped making hit records. Damn you, ASWAD!

  • Zeds
    Posted August 10, 2009 at 2:10 pm | Permalink

    Love it.

  • Emsbabee
    Posted August 10, 2009 at 2:11 pm | Permalink

    Chin up – have yourself some reggae reggae sauce

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 2:12 pm | Permalink

    Did you know ASWAD was an acronym for

    Aaah
    So
    Where
    Are
    Drugs?

    As they were all hooked up the drugs

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 2:19 pm | Permalink

    I’m on holiday…

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 2:21 pm | Permalink

    I have 2 bottles of Reggae Reggae and 3 toaster bags in my kitchen.

  • Emsbabee
    Posted August 10, 2009 at 2:22 pm | Permalink

    What the eff is a toaster bag?

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 2:35 pm | Permalink

    I’ve got some toaster bags that came free with my toaster. No idea what they’re for.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 2:39 pm | Permalink

    Is it a scrotum?

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 2:49 pm | Permalink

    You put a butty in it and it comes out as a toastie. It’s like magic.

  • Emsbabee
    Posted August 10, 2009 at 2:51 pm | Permalink

    What happens if you put reggae reggae sauce in it? Do you get ASWAD?

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 2:51 pm | Permalink

    When would you want to toast your butt?

    U R SIKC

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 2:53 pm | Permalink

    ASWAD wouldn’t use toaster bags. They’d just have normal toast. Toast covered in drugs.

  • Emsbabee
    Posted August 10, 2009 at 2:54 pm | Permalink

    Jam and crack.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:00 pm | Permalink

    They POP tarts.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:05 pm | Permalink

    We use fucking toaster fucking bags. The favourite amongst the lads is a plain cheese toastie with a mixture of cheddar and red leicester on it – creates a good 2 tone effect!

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:09 pm | Permalink

    I’ve got some of them at home. My mum gave them to me. Never used. Sad, isn’t it.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:11 pm | Permalink

    I love toaster bags and I spend all my money on them!

  • Emsbabee
    Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:11 pm | Permalink

    Do you have to hide them when she comes round? Next to the Tupperware and the coasters she also gave you?

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:17 pm | Permalink

    Sorry to boast, but I’ve got a Breville sandwich toaster. I look down my nose at you toaster bag-using paupers. Especially you, Bad Manners, you fat git.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:18 pm | Permalink

    Emsbabee: It’s trickier than that; she will arrive and knowingly ask if she can have something to eat. When asked what she might like, a “toasted cheese sandwich” is always amongst the options. Clearly, as I can’t readily locate the bags, I have to make her one of the other choices. A typical conversation might go like this:

    “Hi mum, great to see you – good journey?”

    “Yes, but the food on the train was awful so I’m quite peckish you know…”

    “Sure, what would you like?”

    “Oooh, I don’t know. A nice toasted cheese sandwich perhaps, or maybe just something simple – lobster thermidore, beef wellington, edomae chirashizushi, you know, just a snack to keep the wolf from the door?”

    “Arse!”

  • Emsbabee
    Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:20 pm | Permalink

    And then when you present her with a lovingly prepared feast, does she sigh and push it aside, muttering ‘you have failed me’?

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:25 pm | Permalink

    Emsbabee: You’ve met her, haven’t you…

  • Emsbabee
    Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:29 pm | Permalink

    I think I sat opposite her on a train once, she was telling the entire carriage about how she couldn’t wait to get to her son’s house and for some proper, decent, toasted fare.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:30 pm | Permalink

    Christ, if you go todays Sun you can find pics of Jordan (real name Katie Price) with her tits in.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:31 pm | Permalink

    Emsbabee: Now I’ve got the fear again.

  • Emsbabee
    Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:32 pm | Permalink

    She’s going to run out of flesh to bare soon and have to start posing with her kidneys out.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:36 pm | Permalink

    They did a piece on The Brevel on that awful One Show last week. Spent ten pointless minutes on it. The conclusion? Not very nice….
    Lord Reith, spinning, grave etc etc etc ….

  • roszsszzss
    Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:37 pm | Permalink

    Haha! That was an excellent post, fankoooo for entertaining three minutes of my afternoon.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:39 pm | Permalink

    Emsbabee: My mum?

  • Emsbabee
    Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:41 pm | Permalink

    Rosz – any time. Well, next week probably.

    Fourstar – No, Jordan. Unless…she is your mum?

    Nick – What is The Brevel?

  • roszsszzss
    Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:41 pm | Permalink

    Nick means Breville, the illiterate buffoon.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:42 pm | Permalink

    It’s the English version of the Breville or something…

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:42 pm | Permalink

    Yeah, Nick

    *pushes Nick*

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:43 pm | Permalink

    Emsbabee: hang on, I’ll check…

    …no.

  • Emsbabee
    Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:47 pm | Permalink

    Oh, the Breville. Argos’ finest export.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:48 pm | Permalink

    Bloody rubbish spell check.

    *pushes back*

  • roszsszzss
    Posted August 10, 2009 at 3:51 pm | Permalink

    “pushes back”

    GAY

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:08 pm | Permalink

    *calls prefect*

    Bastards….

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:14 pm | Permalink

    Why doesn’t Harry Hill change his first name to ‘Hairy?’

    These sorts of things annoy me

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:14 pm | Permalink

    That showed em.

    *gets pushed by prefect*

    Bollox!

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:15 pm | Permalink

    I think that’s what he was christened P.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:18 pm | Permalink

    I have a George Formby and a 4-birth toasty machine and yet I always grab for the toaster bags. They are a dream and easy to clean.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:21 pm | Permalink

    About three years ago, I had an interview at the Beeb, where I tried to convince them to give each character and each writer a twtter account, in order to round out the ‘BBCniverse’ and fill in story gaps. Needless to say, no one brought it.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:21 pm | Permalink

    PERHAPS HARRY HILL SHOULD CHANGE HIS NAME TO BLUEBERRY?

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:28 pm | Permalink

    I’ve been thinking of getting one of those George Foreman grill things. Can anybody recommend it?

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:28 pm | Permalink

    I can. Get the green one!

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:29 pm | Permalink

    Lean and mean like me…

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:30 pm | Permalink

    my lean mean and green
    grilling machine

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:30 pm | Permalink

    Everyone I know who has one says they are brilliant (apparently the Philips ones are just as good – if not better – and cheaper).

    I would, but I have no space to store one as my cupboards are full of fucking toaster bags.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:33 pm | Permalink

    Could you put the toaster bag in the george foreman grill?

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:34 pm | Permalink

    Get the green one. It’s the Goldilocks of the range.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:35 pm | Permalink

    Get the four string to start with then work your way up

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:35 pm | Permalink

    DINLT – Yes, you could as the toaster bag is made from a heat resistant fibre that was pioneered by NASA on the moon.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:38 pm | Permalink

    I just put a griddle on to of a standard hob oven…

    http://homeappliances.files.wordpress.com/2006/11/168999_electric_griddle_lrg_1098890903050.jpg

    …seems to do the trick.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:42 pm | Permalink

    I love stuff like that. If it was engineered for space operations then I’m in.
    **looks at NASA pen that can write upside down and non stick frying pan.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:46 pm | Permalink

    Digital alarm clocks?

  • Fiona Mayhem
    Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:48 pm | Permalink

    *pops in*

    Hello everyone. I have just popped into my IRL mum’s (sorry mam) for a home cooked meal and a shower after the Big Chill.

    I just thought that you might like to know that, while at the said festival, I saw Matthew Wright off of the Wright Stuff in a flourescent orange tutu and dayglo orange hat. He was hanging around with a group of 20yo women dressed in fairy costumes.

    That is all.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:48 pm | Permalink

    http://www.thisislondon.co.uk/lifestyle/article-23728730-details/Thandie+Newton+-+My+London/article.do#readerComments

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:55 pm | Permalink

    Didn’t people used to wear toaster bags with platform shoes? Perhaps that was just me.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:58 pm | Permalink

    Piqued – I think having the good sense to steal money from your kid’s money box “for parking” shows that Thandie has her feet on the ground. Especially as it implies that she actually keeps the kid’s money box *in the car*.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:59 pm | Permalink

    The evening standard is amongst the worst newspapers that exists. I really cannot stand it.

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 5:01 pm | Permalink

    DINLT. It’s abhorrent. Always fun to post comments though and fight the fucking readers

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 5:03 pm | Permalink

    Where as The Echo is a great read..
    http://www.dailyecho.co.uk/yoursay/blogs/blogosphere/4534861.The_best_of_Hampshire_s_blogs/

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 5:03 pm | Permalink

    Fish fingers, smiley faces and beans for tea tonight!

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 5:06 pm | Permalink

    http://www.thisislondon.co.uk/lifestyle/article-23728730-details/Thandie+Newton+-+My+London/article.do#readerComments

    Oh yes!

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 5:09 pm | Permalink

    It’s RELENTLESS….I refuse to buy that bloomin autobiography!

  • Posted August 10, 2009 at 5:24 pm | Permalink

    Ha! Ha!
    http://www.dailyecho.co.uk/yoursay/blogs/blogosphere/4534861.The_best_of_Hampshire_s_blogs/

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