Rindercella and her Sugly Isters!

[msprim]

A friend sent me this in an email - i thought i'd share it with you!



This was originally shown on on BBC TV back in the seventies...

Ronnie Barker could say all this without a snigger (though god knows How
many takes).

Irony is that they received not one complaint. The speed of delivery
Must have been too much for the whining herds. Try getting through it
without converting the spoonerisms [and not wetting your pants]as you
read
...

This is the story of Rindercella and her sugly isters. Rindercella and
her sugly isters lived in a marge lansion. Rindercella worked very hard
frubbing sloors, emptying&nbs p;poss pits, and shivelling shot. At the
end of the day, she was knucking fackered.

The sugly isters were right bugly astards. One was called Mary
Hinge, and the other was called Betty Swallocks; they were really
forrible huckers;they had fetty sweet and fetty swannies. The sugly
isters had tickets to go to the ball, but the cotton runts would not let
Rindercella go. Suddenly there was a bucking fang, and her gairy
fodmother appeared. Her name was Shairy Hithole and she was a light
rucking fesbian. She turned a pumpkin and s ix mite wice into a hucking
cuge farriage with six
dandy ronkeys who had buge hollocks and dig bicks. The gairy fodmother
told Rindercella to be back by dimnlight otherwise, there would be a
cucking falamity.

At the ball, Rindercella was dancing with the prandsome hince when
suddenly the clock struck twelve. ""Mist all chucking frighty!!!"" said
Rindercella, and she ran out tripping barse over ollocks, so dropping
her slass glipper. The very next day the prandsome hince knocked on
Rindercella's door and the sugly isters let him in. Sud denly, Betty
Swallocks lifted her leg and let off a fig bart.

""Who's fust jarted??"" asked the prandsome hince.

""Blame that fugly ucker over there!!"" said Mary Hinge. When the
stinking brown cloud had lifted, he tried the slass glipper on both the
sugly isters without success and their feet stucking funk.

Betty Swallocks was ducking fisgusted and gave the prandsome hince a
knack in the kickers. This was not difficult as he had bucking fuge
halls and a hig bard on.

He tried the slass glipper on Rindercella and it fitted&nb sp;pucking
ferfectly.

Rindercella and the prandsome hince were married. The pransome hince
lived his life in lucking fuxury, and Rindercella lived hers with a
follen swanny.