Utterly destroy my arsehole.
Outside the bogs, dad sees the snaking lines of blokes queueing to take mum from behind,
And he can't help but get the sense that, in his marriage, he's been marginally sidelined.
Mum likes to partay,
Where it all gets fartay.
Your mum is well known to be able to excellently manhandle,
Any size (usually massive) bloke's panhandle.
No one wants to join dad "horizontal jogging",
So he's loudly sentencing his own prick to a public flogging.
(Mum? Bogging.)
It was impossible to forget:
The appalling texture of your mum's 'shit and piss' cutlet.
An Englishman, an Irishman, and a Scotsman walk into a bar
And join the queue of 57 other blokes outside the bogs wherein resides your mama,
wearing only her bra.
Much to the involved bogs-bloke's delight,
Mum has been declared "airtight!"
Destroy all my future hopes,
With the apocalypse of all bum pokes.
Dad’s ‘love baton’
Would in Spanish be described as ‘del mismo tamaño que el de un ratón’
