tara

[Mr Happy]

hows our kids?

[Tara]

husband dearest, i thought you were looking after them?

[Mr Happy]

hmmm - i think i gave them to phil r to look after

 

in hindsight that might not have been a good idea

[Tara]

you gave our children to Phil Rarr?!?! How could you so low?!?!! Thats it i'm filing for divorce!

[Mr Happy]

only too look after. i thought the kids were old enuf to take on the responsibility of washing and feeding phil

[Tara]

you should put the kids and me first, not Phil Rarr! Go on and [censored] off with him, you make a lovely couple!

[Mr Happy]

i'm sorry my podgy wife.

i beg you to take me back

[Tara]

less of the podgy!

 

Now kiss my arse and i might consider taking u back.

[Mr Happy]

gladly. you have such a smooth silky arse i can help but slide my tounge up and down it

 

 

hmmmm, i think i need to get out more

[Tara]

Laurence, stop taking those happy pills! you're scaring me!

[Mr Happy]

yes me-lady

[Tara]

good boy, now go to that corner and sit.

[Mr Happy]

you always treat me like a dog.

 

 

infact, no. the dog gets more sex than i do

[Tara]

yeah, not my fault the dog's better at it than you!

[Mr Happy]

who do you think taught the dog every thing it knows?