>Mr Cadbury and Miss Rowntree met on a Double
>Decker, it was After Eight.
>She was from Quality Street, he was a Fisherman's
>Friend. On the way they stopped at a Yorkie Bar, he
>had a Rum and Butter, she had a Wine Gum.
>He asked her name, "Polo, I'm the one with the hole"
>she said."I'm the one with the nuts," he thought! Then
>he touched her Milky Way.
>They checked in to a hotel, and went straight to the
>bedroom. MrCadbury turned out the light for a bit of
>Black Magic. It wasn't long before he slipped his hand
>into her Snickers and felt her Cream Egg. He fondled
>her Flap Jacks then he showed her his Curly Wurly and
>Tic Tacs.
>Miss Rowntree wasn't keen to have any Jelly Babies,
>so she let him take a trip down Bourneville Boulevard
>via her Party Ring. He was quite pleased as he always
>fancied a bit of Fudge. It was a magic moment as she
>let out a scream of Turkish Delight. When he pulled
>out, his fun size Mars Bar felt a bit Crunchie. She
>wanted more, but he needed Time Out, however, he
>noticed her Pink Wafers looked very appetizing. He did
>a Twirl, had a Picnic in her Sherbet Dip and finished off
>by giving her a Gob Stopper!
>Unfortunately, Mr Cadbury then had to go home to his
>wife, Caramel.
>Sadly he was soon to discover he had VD. It turned out
>Miss Rowntree had been with Bertie Basset who
>apparently had Allsorts!!!
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