Son: Mum! Mum! Feast your eyes on my Glitter Turd. It's like an Airbus just crash landed into our porcelain throne!
Mum: Son, you don't need to keep telling me about your.... oh dear lord. That's a work of art. Derek. Get here quick. Look at our sons potential Prize Turner award!!!
Mum: Son, you don't need to keep telling me about your.... oh dear lord. That's a work of art. Derek. Get here quick. Look at our sons potential Prize Turner award!!!
by Jenson Buttermilk November 3, 2016