4 September 2012
I was releasing frustration playing on my playstation When the dog sat on the remote control and on came babestation
Coincidentally in walked the wife With a great big bloody carving knife Said "You dirty little pervert Am I not good enough for you anymore?" Out she walked with the hump as she slammed shut the door
So now I'm in the dog house I'm frozen sleeping on the couch The dinner is in the friggin dog Tomorrow all won't be forgot
I get the evil staring cold shoulder Now my playstation days were almost over The dog just sighs when it farts I'm off to walk it so I can kick it up the arse
I return with some fresh cut flowers And make love to the mrs for hours The dogs still got sore bollocks When on my playstation I now keep the remote in my pocket
The Dogs Bollocks • Opuss № I