A little lad, who was a product of a single family.....no Dad.....spoilt as fuck by his Mam.
At Blackpool one day.....wants a ride on the Donkeys.....fair enough.
"Mam....that was brilliant....can we buy the Donkey?"
Mam's like ermm....don't think so.
Kid's in tears.....oh go on Mam buy the the Donkey, buy me the Donkey.
Mam's like FFs.....we live in a two up two down....jeez.
Kid's still crying.....Mam, buy me the Donkey, pleeeease.
Mam's like OK...we'll buy the fucking Donkey....but I don't where we'll put it.
Kid's like in the back yard....in the back yard....until you build a stable.
Mam's like....fuck this but I will go along with it.
Donkey's arrived......kid says......i want to give the Donkey a name, fair enough says Mam.....what do you want to call it?
Wanker....says the littl'un.....Whaa??? says Mam.....Wanker, littl'un confirms.....Mam says....you can't call the Donkey, wanker.
Kid starts crying, spewing his guts up.....typical behaviour of the spoilt twat.....Mam caves in....OK you can call it Wanker.
Later that night......the kid hear's a kerfuffle.....opens his bedroom curtains....only to see the Donkey's arse end jumping over the fence.
Kid runs into Mam's bedroom and says...."Mam, Mam.....wanker's off, wanker's off"
Mam says.....look you had a day out at Blackpool, I bought you a Donkey........
