John is afraid, Alison is in Portugal, and Liz is an absolute unit.

John is afraid, Alison is in Portugal, and Liz is an absolute unit.
John can’t cope with any, Alison can cope with one, and Liz has excellent mental health.
John is insidious, Alison is simmering, and Liz was on committees.
John has bad Internet, Alison is monologuing, and Liz is the long-suffering one.
John can’t make a poll, Alison knows the religious forms, and Liz has one more games thing (sorry).
John is not Chris Garcia, Alison is full of beans, and Liz is T. S. Eliot.
John is communicating, Alison’s head is spinning, and Liz is a programme operator.
John is excited, Alison is oh boy oh boy oh boy, and Liz… isn’t.
John is an annoying prick, Alison is not sure she’s staying sane, and Liz is going to a beach.
John has cats, Alison has a milkman, and Liz has a gecko.