Hardly anything there at all.
Your dad's been on the internet and has placed several lifelong subscriptions,
for material that involves pissing on electric fences (blokes with anal afflictions).
It was like your mum's arsehole was made of elastic,
As all the blokes divulged in bedroom gymnastics.
Mum's an inveterate bonker :
She'll let any Willy wonk'er
Mum's pleased,
To be coated in "dick-sneeze."
Mum's slurring her words and stammering,
As a result of nightly big-bloke-bum-hammering.
Mum emerges from end of heavy bogs session looking like she's been in the Noel's House Party 'Gunge Tank'
Dad: transaction declined at the Wank Bank
Dad: barely existing on society's margins
Mum: loudly insisting on society's large 'uns
Mum’s recruited many, many men
In order to do to her arsehole what the RAF in 1945 did to Dresden
Dad listens to a lot of Enya,
Which is common amongst child sex offenders.
Dad fondly remembers his shortlived tenure,
As editor of the Mothercare brochure.
