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The Rascals from Mum’s Affair

The little rascal from Mum’s affair Something happened to me today: the doorbell rang, I went to the door, opened it, and this little rascal came running into the house, grumbling, ‘Where’s my dad? He knows he’s here,’ looking into every room until he ended up in the bedroom. Then I gave him a proper telling-off straight away – ‘What’s this all about?’ and so on. I mean, they’re not here; he shouldn’t be making such a fuss. He then said he’d wait until they came back. ‘Well then, go on and wait, lad,’ I thought to myself, and started having a go at him. Of course, it didn’t take me long to get the lad to come round, and I gave him a proper seeing-to. The son of a mother’s affair Today, this happened to me: the doorbell rang, I went to the door, and there was this bloke who just barged straight into the house and was sulking about, asking where my father was. He knows he’s here, so he looked into every room until he ended up in the bedroom. Then I gave him a proper telling-off: ‘What’s the point?’ and so on. I mean, if they’re not here, he shouldn’t be making such a fuss. He’ll just wait for them to come back. ‘Well then, wait, lad,’ I thought to myself, and set about him. Of course, it didn’t take me long to win the lad over and give him a proper shag.