I say, quite right bother

by ChewiesLipstickWilly

18 comments
  1. I went to don’t flop in Edinburgh a few years ago and one of the local rappers rhymes sausages with saucy jizz and got booed off stage

  2. Ah yes “Dames in my Manor” by Reece Moggy Mog. Top fox hunt tune

  3. Don’t mess with the West Gloucestershire posse. Seriously, those guys are taught to shoot pheasants from the age of 10.

  4. I took some crumpet to the Travelodge, to the Premier Inn, and if that bird starts mucking about, I’ll just give her mate one

  5. There’s a fellow called Mr B The Gentleman Rhymer, who raps in a similar style.

  6. My money don’t jiggle, jiggle, it folds

    I like to see you wiggle, wiggle, for sure

    It makes me wanna dribble, dribble, you know?

    Ridin’ in my Fiat, you really have to see it

    Six-feet-two in a compact, no slack

    But luckily the seats go back

    I got a knack to relax in my mind

    Sipping some red, red wine

  7. Doing up tennis

    Call man Dennis I’m a menace

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