Smutty Innuendo Redux
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Why must the Monkey subject poor Timmy to the horrors of his variegated fluids? The gods themselves, they do not know.
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Gives the term tongue-in-groove a while new dimension of flavor.
"No! Until you learn to have masculine lips you can just STAY in that hole!"
"'Go down for you, Go down for you'" mimicked Billy. "For Goodness sakes, Lucy, I went down for more than forty minutes this time, and still you insist I go down for you again!" He Sighed, then blurted:
"What is wrong with you, woman?"
Lucy could afford to be patient. When the penny did drop, Billy would prove to be a very obedient puppy....
"Commando Eh?"
"Timmy, climbing down the cellar steps is not in the least bit rugged."
"Erm..er..can you see if the slit ... erm sorry ... I meant clit...no sorry switch..is..erm working now Fanny...erm sorry.. I meant Jenny.."
But Jenny wasn't going anywhere. She'd been waiting for just this moment to use Fenella Fielding's immortal line "Relax dear boy, you seem a little stiff"
'I think I just did a Freudian Slit' blurted LeeLee, sorry, Timmy.
This comic was especially good.
"I can hear Johnny outside," thought Jenny. "If I unbutton my top, I can flash him when he comes past the window. Smart move not putting on any underwear this morning."
Meanwhile, Johnny had decided to see where exactly Jenny's back passage lead.
Nancy was nonplussed when Jimmy's little head popped out of her flap.
"Yes, it ate your legs, but then, you shouldn't have taunted it. Now get back in your cellar and think about what you've done."
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