3 Word story

[Atilla]

waving his y-fronts

 

[robster970]

at the minister

 

[Ambrose Ackroyd]

who smelled of

 

[Ross Spur]

fear and a

 

[Atilla]

lethal body odour

 

[Ambrose Ackroyd]

of stale urine

 

[johnnie1uk]

and chanel no5

 

[Ambrose Ackroyd]

from a stagnant

 

[johnnie1uk]

down town drain

 

[robster970]

Meanwhile the prostitute

 

[Ross Spur]

brought her skills

 

[Ambrose Ackroyd]

learnt at Roedean

 

[Atilla]

Essex School of

 

[Ambrose Ackroyd]

whores and sluts

 

[robster970]

to the Vatican

 

[Ambrose Ackroyd]

to see Popeye

 

[Atilla]

bash TinTin to

 

[Ambrose Ackroyd]

smithereens and entrails

 

[johnnie1uk]

and was never

 

[Atilla]

never ever never