Well he did not exactly take a holiday
He paid for it with his pocket money
What are you writing Silly Boy
Words of course Silly Mummy
I can see that
No you cannot see that
As even if the sun is high in the sky
You cannot see that
You are not going to get started
On demonstrative and relative pronouns again
Do you realise that if Silly Guy next door
Heard you speaking to me like you do
Then he would eat your collection of dead newts
I should not have to put up with this Silly Mummy
Y
Because I am a writer
And I am a nudist at Cap d’ Agde
You are totally illiterate
That is because we live in a railway tunnel
And the reason that I have only twenty-three siblings
We cannot do much about that
Apart from closing the railway
It is going to get worse
Silly Cat
What are you doing here
Because our creator thought it funny
It is not funny
That is not my fault
See that long silver thing
Yes
Sit on it and think of French holidays
What about the HS69
What about it
I do not want to go to Ayr
You will not go to Ayr
Y
Because it is going to
The planet Gobo Gobo
Weirdo
Silly Boy are you looking forward to your nudist holiday
I have bought you a summer dress and some overalls
It is a nudist holiday Silly Mummy
Because you and Silly Sister show your things
Things
You know
Are you blushing Silly Boy
No a HS44 has just run over my head
Also the people on the nudist coach
Show their hairy things
What like Silly Cat
In a way yes
What about Silly Hamster
Do not push your luck
Who said that
I did
And you are
I think, therefore I am
Shut up
Let me see your book
Why is it called
The Philosophy of Clothes
Because my publisher thought that
I Like Watching My Sister Touching Herself In The Bath
Might offend the good people of Swindon
There are no good people in Swindon
They are all on the take
The Philosophy of Clothes
Silly Boy uses clothing as a central metaphor for human institutions such as religion politics, and social norms
She notes just as clothes cover the physical body and change with fashion society’s external forms and beliefs are temporary garments cloaking deeper spiritual realities
Did you write this Silly Boy
No the idiot who created this garbage wrote it
Did he plagiarise this
Obviously Silly Pants
I prefer commando
Enough information
Mrs I am Very Fat
Why did you write this
Because I am troubled
You can say that again
That again
Shut up
That again
Shut up
It is a nervous condition
What is
A nervous condition
Spiritual Awakening
The narrative traces an emotional and intellectual journey from existential despair (the Everlasting No) to a renewed sense of purpose and spiritual acceptance (the Everlasting Yes)
How many did you sell at the nudist resort
Zero
No I lie
I sold one
Who 2
Silly Sister
Silly Sister
Yes
Butch she is a thick bitch
Who only uses lavender bog paper
When wiping her fat arse
My book had lavender pages
I know why you wrote Sator Resartus Silly Boy
That is not the title of my book
I suppose you are going to tell me
That it is called Tits & Bums and the Smelly Hairy Bits
How did you guess
I know you too well
You wrote your book
So that you watch ladies undress at night
Through cracks in their lace curtains
It is a fucking nudist resort
Why would I want to do that Silly Mummy
All I need to do is open my eyes
And my body does the rest
You are a disgusting character
A really disgusting character
I can see what you are doing
It is perfectly natural Silly Mummy
What like my sticky pubic stuff
Exactly
The only reason I have brought
Our remote control on holiday with me
Is so I can watch football crowds
Singing rude songs about masturbating nuns
When their games go into extra time
That is horrible Silly Boy
Masturbating nuns
No I used to be a nun
Did you masturbate mummy
Yes every day after chapel
Then how did you have me
The usual way
Lay on your back
Open your legs
You know the drill
I know the chisel but not the drill
And then you popped out
How beautiful
You were an ugly baby
Silly Boy
And you have not changed
We are at a nudist resort
There is no need to change
I know why you wanted the remote control
I know your secret
I swore the cat to secrecy
You like watching football crowds
You like watching football crowds
As they are all wearing clothes
Sorry Silly Mummy
Do you think I am a pervert
Yes
Do you still love me
No I prefer hedgehogs