“Monogamy gene?
How’s junior’s genome have it
If yours and mine don’t?”
“Kilt your son,” He says.
“Are you completely insane?”
He glowers at Abe.
“Why do Bobby’s pants
Smell like old lady?” asks Mom.
“And where’s my lotion?”
“Monogamy gene?
How’s junior’s genome have it
If yours and mine don’t?”
“Kilt your son,” He says.
“Are you completely insane?”
He glowers at Abe.
“Why do Bobby’s pants
Smell like old lady?” asks Mom.
“And where’s my lotion?”
These are great. Though if the word kilt isn’t a typo, I don’t understand the second one.