Upstream (like a salmon).
It's the 2009 Annual Festival of Piss,
Dad's gone with a shit in a bag - he clearly hasn't got the gist.
Mum's knackered old poo-groaner,
Has definitely had a few previous owners.
Mum needed her inhaler,
After a visit from Vlad the Impaler.
Nothing downstairs, though it pains me to say it - which makes me wonder how you manage to 'gay it'.
Mum: Entirely doused in wees
Dad: arrested after writing on census under 'sex': "child please"
Fanny like a clown's pie.
Roll up, roll up! Give it a try.
Newly recruited bog-blokes are encouraged not to tarry
As it prevents other blokes from giving it to Mum ‘up the Gary’
Mum's an all-time bogs-slut hero,
Of the disabled toilets at Caffè Nero.
After a heavy shift in the bogs, blokes are cheered by mum's welcome cry of 'all back to mine,'
Dad's having lobsters shoved up his arse by celeb-chef and restauranteur, Rick Stein.
It’s Christmas time, Santa’s coming
Mum’s festive wish? Yep: ‘Smash my bum in’
