Sweet Life


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Mr Cadbury met Miss Rowntree on a Double Decker.

It was just After Eight.

They got off at Quality Street .

He asked her name. 'Polo, I'm the one with the hole' she said with a Wispa.

'I'm Marathon , the one with the nuts' he replied.

He touched her Cream Eggs, which was a Kinder Surprise for her.

Then he slipped his hand into her Snickers, which made her Ripple.

He fondled her Jelly Babies and she rubbed his Tic Tacs.

Soon they were Heart Throbs.

It was a Fab moment as she screamed in Turkish Delight.

But, 3 days later, his Sherbet Dip Dab started to itch.

Turns out Miss Rowntree had been with Bertie Bassett and he had Allsorts!
Bahahahaha, that's fucking hilarious. It reminds me of a (really rubbish) bird-related one my friend and I came up with one time:

"Oi, fancy going to the pub tonight to find some birds? There are loadsa tits there. Who knows, we may even find some shags? They may even swallow. :Grin: Just have to make sure we avoid the thrush though!" :P *Hangs head in shame*
This style of humour is why there aren't many Green & Black people at parties.
Hey Zules, this sprat Phil wants to join in. I think we flounder playmate. Don't be koi, salmon the driver and get the carp out front.