Fudgey nudgey.
Passersby offering dad condolences, When he removes his trousers and pantses.
Mum’s bio on Bluesky: β€œWill have sex with literally any guy”
Mum's enduring, Another kebab-like skewering.
Eccentric dad, poorly hung, Penny Farthing; Mum's in the bogs, on her way to 'halving'.
Bogs-blokes are keeping their focus, On mums protruding arse crocus.
Amongst blokes, your mum's appallingly buggered-to-bits-bum has become highly prized, No such joy for dad; his pathetic non-cock has been universally described as 'poorly sized.'
Blokes finding it increasingly difficult to speak kindly, About mum's spilling twat-cabbage and surrounding debris.
Unfasten my bra… with hilarious consequences
Mum goes proper nutter, If not completely covered in dog-butter.
Mum's one of those old-school bogs-sluts, prone to to snobbery, Where it's all about up-the-arse and no cock-gobbery.
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