Fuck all there
Dad starting a thread in the nonce chat, Subject: is diddling little boys "brat"?
Mum a fuck-castle and around her a spunk-moat, She arrives in the gents wearing only a coat, Warning to dad: don't laugh and don't gloat, Chances of you fucking? Extremely remote.
While your mum's capable of 'the sexual can-can,' Your dad is (sexually) something of an 'also ran-ran.'
Vets, Sucking and fucking pets.
bum: abhorrent; outcome: torrent.
At this point it’s only Mum’s tough, leathery flaps Preventing complete vagino-anal prolapse
Life in the bogs is both a race to the bottom, And also a race to mum's bottom.
Dad's still very much caught up in his own Oedipus Complex, Asking blokes to wear his mum's wedding dress, when they come round for sex.
Bogs-College mum will often dish out lines, "I Must Not Take Thin Blokes From Behind."
Mum's New Year plans, Predictably involve farm-hands.
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