Accuse my prolapse of being anti-semetic.
Mum requires every bloke with a thick "thing", To knob her with the speed of a hummingbird's wing.
Mum's hardly sexually discriminating But given a choice she prefers her blokes (and pricks) 'thick and intimidating'
Mum's cunt is far from ship-shape and Bristol fashion, Over the years it's taken a right old smashin.
You've done harm to your mum's trout farm.
After a heavy bogs shift, mum produces a kind of steak tartare, From her busted fartare.
Mum and the blokes are all thoroughly convinced, That the state of her bumhole should be "thoroughly minced".
Uh oh, dad with weird vids (slow-mo), Attempting arousal via the prominent nipples of former athlete: Flo Jo.
At the village fete dad's burger stall seems to be creating a queue, Might not be the case when they realise it's his own shit on the barbeque!
The council's been forced to build an extension on the bogs for storing The excessive quantities of lube necessary for mum's round-the-clock big-bloke-bum-boring
Poo into a box and then trick scientists into thinking that there’s some kind of complex quantum state consisting of poo and not poo in the box
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