An Easter limerick: I remember the stable that night God's birth was a hideous fright If you crossed him you'd choke And he'd think it a joke But we've got him nailed up now, all right.
A very disrespectful, and potentially offensive retelling of the Easter story - hell, here I come (not that you exist). You have been warned!Hidden textWe killed him, then waited a minute / Took him down, found a tomb, stuck him in it / Rolled a boulder in front / And then somehow that **** / Survived! Now that's magic, innit!
Unashamedly stolen from my Aunty Maureen, who has Scottish parents. A young fellow called Cholmondeley Colquhoun Once kept as a pet a babolquhoun His mother said, "Cholmondeley Do you think it quite colmondeley To feed your babolquhoun with a spolquhoun?"
To write dirty limericks you need Dictionaries in which you will read Dirty words that will match A word rhyming with "snatch" If you’re filthy like us you’ll succeed.