Page 1 of Not had Friday Fun for a wile so...

Mr Cadbury and Miss Rowntree met on a Double Decker, it was After
Eight.

She was from Quality Street ; he was a Fisherman`s Friend.

On the way they stopped at a Yorkie Bar, he had a Rum and Butter and she
had a Wine Gum.

He asked her name, `Polo, I`m the one with the hole` she said.

`I`m the one with the nuts,` he thought!

Then he touched her Milky Way.

They checked in to a hotel, and went straight to the bedroom. Mr Cadbury
turned out the light for a bit of Black Magic.

It wasn`t long before he slipped his hand into her Snickers and felt her
Cream Egg. He fondled her Flap Jacks then he showed her his Curly Wurly
and TicTacs.

Miss Rowntree wasn`t keen to have any Jelly Babies, so she let him take
a trip down Bourneville Boulevard via her Party Ring. He was pleased as
he always fancied a bit of Fudge. It was a magic moment as she let out a
scream of Turkish Delight.

When he pulled out, his fun size Mars Bar felt a bit Crunchie. She
wanted more, but he needed Time Out, however, he noticed her Pink Wafers
looked very appetizing. He did a Twirl, had a Picnic in her Sherbet Dip
and finished off by giving her a Gob Stopper!

Unfortunately, 3 days later his Magnum lolly started to drip. It turned
out Miss Rowntree had been with Bertie Basset who had Allsorts.

Briliant!


What I`m listening to...

very good sir!!

YNWA
A.C.C
"Clarkson you infantile pillock" - J May, Top Gear, 9/11/2008

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