Cunt.
Dad's visiting the quacks to get a sperm count, Uh-oh though, he fails to produce even a testable amount.
Bogs crimes against mum considered heinous, But at least she's receiving loads that are proteinous.
Many a beefy bloke is smitten With mum's shit-mitten.
When it comes to screwing, Dad has literally no idea what he's doing.
Bogs-doc tells mum, the cause of her toilet troubles, Is quite simply too many willy-doubles.
At the Sperm Bank, Dad's asking for "kiddie mags" for help with his wank.
Dad mistakenly believes it to be his prerogative, To make the local playground "sex-positive".
When pressed, dad's forced to concede, That his weird, tiny prick has never actually "sex weed".
Mr Kipling: "Exceedingly Good Cakes," Mum: "Exceedingly Good Bukakkes."
Dad's trying to get explicit 4K photos of kid's dicks On a Zilog Z8000-based C8002 running 1980 Unix.
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