Hardly anything there at all.
Mum's toxic shit-box from all the spunk from geezers, cock-end ruination dad: emitting CFSs like freezers.
Dad's in the nail parlour getting his nails done, Requesting the style of "a child under one."
Let's not let previous comments detract, From the simple fact, That, as a filthy bogs-slut, Mum's a class act.
Mum's been doing a few pop-up bogs nights, which is all terribly middle class, But she cares little about social status, as long as she's reamed in the arse.
While cruising aboard an ocean going liner, your Mum had all the crew. They declared, 'All aboard', and then, 'nice vagina'.
Mum produces a daily arse-paella, Which is essentially the spunk of loads of fella.
What's illegal in 195 countries, Is somehow legal in mum's 'cunty'(s).
Pony-fuck parade dad (sperm jacket: equestrian), he's been fisting horses in sex acts un-pedestrian.
Bloke to Dad: "Is it in?" Dad to bloke: "Yes, (*shameful sob*), it's just thin."
Mum's optimising her 'user funnel' 'card in phone box' -> 'Transit Van' -> 'sign on bog door' -> 'bum'ole'
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