We were acting like a pair of kids she was straight and I was off my ****** head we had been out spending food money she's a bad Mummy and I am a bad Daddy
Hey maybe it's because we are both fifty maybe that's why we lose the plot but fork you thinking us nasty wait till you are middle aged you clots
Tell me you will not want some fun maybe in the street pinch a fifty year old's *** and frolic in puddles, splashing around both mud mad poets having a tin bath