Set phasers to Cum.
Dad's re-reading Lolita, But not as a work of literature.
An Englishman, an Irishman, and a Scotsman walk into a bar And join the queue of 57 other blokes outside the bogs wherein resides your mama, wearing only her bra.
Bogs-blokes have finally located 'the area from which mum doth go the toilet,' And now they're going to furtherly spoil it.
Although access is hardly akin to Fort fucking Knox, Mum's cunt is still like two pieces of dried apricot.
Mum'll be OK in the recession, in the bogs she's her own boss, Dad's in trouble - he's just been fired from his job as fluffer for BBC presenter Jonathan Ross.
At the Sperm Bank, Dad's asking for "kiddie mags" for help with his wank.
ah! bliss! a faceful of piss!
Mum’s outing to Twycross Zoo Very much a case of β€˜monkey see, monkey do’ Result? Spunky wee, spunky poo
Passersby offering dad condolences, When he removes his trousers and pantses.
I don't want to spoil it, But mum's new film 'Human Lavatory,' heavily features her being used as a toilet.
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