Monday, April 24, 2006

Bertie: At it Again

'Yes, girls,' thought Bertie as he fondled himself discretely, 'break your lovely wind into my cap. Later tonight I shall wear it while we -- ooh...' The old man didn't suspect a thing.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

The girls were fascinated by the Indonesian racing slug sleeping on Uncle Bertie's top lip.

Snitbrit01 said...

"Siamese Twin Distraction bread Bin Fondling on Rise" says reporter hidden behind chair....

Anonymous said...

"Oh Come on Girls" said Grandfather to Vernons Siamese Wife, "Where have you hidden that Steak?"

RSJS said...

"Moustache rides all round girls, just tell Uncle where his leather-boy cap is and we'll get right down to the pinch'n'squeal..."

Oh, and Josh, if you claim you didn't refer to moustache rides because it was too obvious... well... um... cock.

yamis said...

"Ladies, any moment now Bertie is about to pull out his python which he brought back from the Orient and pound it on that bongo drum you see before him, NOW LEAP CLEAR FOR GOD'S SAKE! BERTIE LET THEM HAVE IT"

yamis said...

"Are those Bertie's pubic hairs we can see stuck in your teeth uncle Percy?"

Anonymous said...

"Would it turn you on if gramps here tugs on his chin? Look closely... No? Well what if i tug on my..."

Deref said...

"Really, Bertie," said Dora, "it was awfully spiffing of you to arrange this."

"Yes," said Doris. "Now, Mr Nbibi, show us whether it's true what they say about black men!"