Utterly destroy my arsehole.
Mum: got no time for blokes with ‘tiddlers’
Dad: considered a wrongun by even other kid-fiddlers.
Mum’s religion
Is ‘plenty of bigguns’
Dad's telling everyone he's wearing the underwear of men,
But actually he's wearing the knickers of children.
As your mum approached the dance floor to join the other ravers,
a new smell was introduced (twat stench: 'Quavers').
Mum’s got a ‘responsive design’
In terms of being able to accommodate many different willy sizes in her behine
They say "The battle of Waterloo was won on the playing fields of Eton,"
But for mum, the battle of "working the loo" was learnt in a 1970s public toilet in Nuneaton.
nothing in the world is as limp as your dick - it's proved. probability of >0.0000001 that it has never, ever moved.
Only your mum would agree,
to vaginally ingest a mature Oak tree.
Bogs-blokes reminisce on mum's 'arsehole like a breadbin';
Her downstairs now resembles post-war Dresden.
Mum's encouraging blokes to "PM,"
If they're suffering from "loose BM."
