No idea where this came from.. its old... very old... late 1980's I think... very rude but did make me chuckle in places.
Last weekend I was in the house on my own and had already ‘knocked a few out’ including a couple of ‘arm breakers’ when I decided there was more to life than ‘burping the worm’ all the time.
My ‘blue veined hooligan’ had been getting a bit sore lately as a result, and it was therefore time for my ‘womb broom’ to experience a bit of action and give ‘kojak’s money box’ a chance to ‘shoot some filthy yoghurt’ into some bird's ‘furry letter box’. ‘Bashing the Bishop’ is OK but not to the extent I had been doing it.
So, in preparation for a night on the town with the boys, I ‘baked one’ for a few hours and finally allowed myself the ecstasy of ‘releasing the chocolate hostage’. It’s funny, as soon as the ‘pace car’ is away the rest come roaring out of the pits behind it. As a rule I generally ‘clip a cuban’ twice a day.