do me I hate having to explain jokes to simpletons. The implication is you are the afterbirth. Maybe that’s why you’re so touchy. Did your mum scrape together a pile of se, stick it in a onesie and slap it on her droopy tit to create you?
I’d pay good money to be anywhere near Sweets bum bum. If it’s as plentiful as her tits I’m in for a treat
Anyway, back to rinsing you. How did you feel coming in here and kicking off at our mate would go? Did you think you’d get praise and adoration? Sorry babe. This ain’t slimming world. You ain’t getting an award for taking a s before the meeting