Once again, Mrs Trellis has been quick to add her penn'orth to the debate:
Dear Jerry Springer, she writes, You are a one, writing about women's you-know-whats! The late Mr Trellis, my husband (We never did anything, you know, like that, until we were man and wife), used to enjoy pushing my b.....s together as if he were trying to make them into one big one, just like that man in Close Encounters of the Third Kind who kept making mountains out of mud. By the way, if you are ever in Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch, I would be happy to make you and your lovely wife Oprah a nice bara brith tea.
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