Tag Archives: mum

Wrong end of the stick

I’m slighty breaking the rules here – which is fine as I made them, there aren’t really any anyway and if there were, which there aren’t, they are in a constant state of flux anyway – as I’m relaying a story … Continue reading

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Cum on over to my place

I suppose not strictly speaking mumuendo this one as my little brother (he’s taller than me and has been since he was 11 and I was 13. Nice!) made it happen. But it made me laugh nonetheless.

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Cum on over to my place part 2: The girl next door

Some more mumuendo for all you juvenile shit-for-brains. Don’t be offended – I meant that affectionately in the same way that the most sincere greeting or farewell between my brothers and I is a ‘fuck-off’ v-sign.

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Teledildonic mumuendo

Fresh out of my mum’s oven of accidental innuendo. Talking about the perceived difficulties of using an old fashioned rotary dial phone:

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Dogging mumuendo

The latest slice of my mum’s accidental innuendo. When unnecessarily warning me about about not driving off when someone was getting in the back of the car:

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Multiple mumuendo

The most recent and possibly the singularly most productive occurence of my mother’s accidental innuendo. When explaining to a room full of extended family the revenge she wants to wreak on me because I frequently and deliberately drop my hat, step on … Continue reading

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