Hamber puts out a May Day call, and the rubes accede.
ALL these things are from subscribers, guise (winkwink)! OK, Hamber, lay it on us.
Flashes the PO card right at the beginning, because remember, peasants: spend your hard earned (or easily earned, she isn't particular) cash on Hamber. Still no "no food please" on it. Instead, she says it. just like the other couple times. She simply flat out deleted it fromthe description box. Gee, Hamber, it would have taken exactly the same amount of effort to put a "no food, please" into the existing description with the PO information. I guess you're just not as serious about "no food" as you like to claim and you are ACTIVELY(! One of your favorite words!) looking for someone to send food so you can get your pouting and raging on.
Two word summary: "I'm obsessed!"
Longer rundown of the shit, most of which she sent herself. First, an image interlude.
She keeps pushing, she's going to wind up like a
but not as cute. Or useful. Or funny. Or....stop it, Sitch. Do your fuckin job.
Aye aye.
Lying again: "Everything is open, but I didn't look inside anything!" Sure, Ham. That's about as believable as you not stomping a toddler in your haste to get orange chicken at TCF. Just get on with it, already.
1. Champagne/sparkling wine flute. One. Hamber asks if we remember when she drank her melk out of wine glasses. You mean the maybe two, three times you did that? I do remember being like an uncoordinated two year old with ADD pumped with loads of caffeine and sugar, trying to pour your "I did that!" smoothie into a wine glass. There's some cheesy inscription on the glass that I can't be bothered to type out or relisten to because Hamber's an idiot who can't read plain English. Says there's no note or letter, but thanks, plebe who sent it. That'll go to Goodwill, since Hamber doesn't drink, right? Right?
2. Terrible painting of Hamber's giant head and shoulders taking up almost all of the canvas, with MG,W's disembodied hand dangleen near Hamber's face - fitting, given that her giant head and shoulders take up most of the video frame. She says it's adorable. We'll never see this again.
BTW: WASH YOUR GODDAMNED GREASY, NASTY HAIR, BITCH.
3. Card and letter. Snore.
4. A blanket "ooh, she is soft!" - NOT A SHE, YOU CUNT - with a chihuahua on it. She "literally" feels tears coming. No you don't.
5. Dog toys.
6. Postcards. Gives a not so subtle hint to the peasants to gift her with more postcards. She loves them so much, you know, even through we have never seen her display said postcards anywhere in her stankpartment or at the old house, from anyone. Of course, I cannot imagine who would send this bitch postcards anyway, as she has no friends and her relatives don't care about her enough to send any. I guess that's what randos on the internet are for.
7. Jar filled with slips of paper, all of which have those motivational quotes on them. Hilariously, the first one she pulls out with her sausage fingers is "Be the change you want to see in the world." and it misspells Gandhi's name as Ghandi. Hamber, of course, dos not notice this. I'm certain she's put it right by that gigantic jar she was going to fill with hearts for the pounds she was going to lose on her weight loss journey.
8. Charcuterie/cheese board. She cackles as she pulls it out of the box. They have a charcuterie board already, you know. It's a bit smaller than this one, but they do have one. To my knowledge, they've never used it. This one has a line lased on it: Creamy cheeses is [sic] a shimmer to an outlet. If you're wondering just what the fuck tha's supposed to mean, don't bother. It's a line from one of her horrible "poems". Almost pisses her pants when the storage drawer on the bottom pops open while she's trying to wrangle the board with her beetus-infested balloon hands so everyone can see. Is shocked when there are the usual implements for a basic charcuterie board, like a pokey thing, one of "this type of deal", and so on. The board is 70 bucks on Amazon, including the personalized lasing. Hamber either ordered this herself (my choice) or it's a troll that she fails to recognize. She also fails to lose her shit about food-related shit being sent to her, even though she has requested this MULTIPLE times, you guise! Fuck you, you attention-whoring, hypocritical, barren bitch.
9. Misery, the movie. Great movie. She will not understand the overarching themes. And she's unlikely to have read the book.
10. Wax melts. Food-scented. Is this not food-related?
11. A mug that says CUNTY. Fitting.
12. Card
13. Dill dough stress reliever slime. You know, Zachary Michael was going on and on about dill dough and pickles one day, and i thought, dude, we get it, yeah, it's funny. The first time.
14. Wax melter. JFC she JUST BOUGHT TWO.
15. Anger management workbook. "I'm the farthest from anger management." We know, you rude cunt, that's why someone sent it to you.
16. Diamond painting shit.
17. Card.
18. Knockoff Lego. Hamber said it herself. It's some kind of tiny building for the dainty kuh-ween.
19. Card,
20. Card.
21. A coloring book but you use stickers instead of craynes or the thousand colored pens she bought.
Blah blah. She loves how people "open up" to her, and i wouldn't give this bitch any information about yourselves, you dumbasses. STOP SENDING HER SHIT.