Geordie | Shore

HOLY (22) is trying to make a bacon sandwich, but she’s wearing sunglasses indoors and moving like a sloth on tranquilizers. She opens the fridge. A toy chicken falls out. She screams.

A low, guttural GROAN.

pours vodka on her bacon sandwich and eats it. Geordie Shore

CHLOE (21), mascara smeared down her face like she’s auditioning for a horror film, rolls off the sofa. She lands on a half-inflated inflatable dolphin. HOLY (22) is trying to make a bacon

I’ve just found a bloody chicken in the fridge. And not even a real one. One of them ones that squawks. That’s it. I’m dead. I’ve died and gone to Blackpool. Geordie Shore