My lad came home from his Comprehensive School today. He's 7 years old...
'What's a Cunt Dad?' he asked.
I despaired at the new word that had crawled into his young mind. I took him by his hand and led him upstairs to where his Mother was sleeping. I pulled back the quilt covering her slumbering naked body and pointed at the small black triangle at the top of her legs.
'See that Son' I said 'That's a Fanny. The Prime Minister is a Cunt'
That made me laugh, it was pure forces humour
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