aint that sweet

Mr Cadbury and Ms Rowntree met on a coach journey, 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 & Butter and
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 and went straight to the
bedroom.
Mr Cadbury turned out the light for a bit of Black Magic. It wasn't
long before he slipped his hand into her Snickers and felt the
contrast of her Double Decker. Then he showed her his Curly Wurly.
But Ms Rowntree wasn't keen as she already had a few Jelly
Babies, so she let him take a trip down Bourneville Boulevard. He was
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 came out his Fun Sized Mars Bar felt a bit Crunchie. She
wanted more but he decided to take a Time Out. However, he noticed
her Pink Wafers looked very appetising. So he did a Twirl and
had a Picnic in her Sherbert. At the same time he gave her a Gob
Stopper.
Unfortunately Mr Cadbury had to go home to his wife,Caramel.

Sadly, he was soon to discover he had caught V.D. It turns out Ms
Rowntree had a Box of Assorted Creams.

She had been with All Sorts.

 

I dunno why this bit appeals to me so much, but it cracked me up!

I'd like to picnic on some, er, sherbert as well

 

No mention of how many fingers of Kit-Kat she was able to dip into her melted Galaxy then, eh?

 

Dude, thats sick

 

I bet he liked dipping into her cream egg though; it's his finger of fudge I'd be worried about though

 

wrong egg and he might get a curly wurly

 

She's just a dirty Malteser

 

wot about meeting mrs palmer and her 5 lovely daughters, and parking his pink bus, using his pork sword, they went to a chinese takaway, and ordered suk mi pork, on the way met a brown hatter,

very clever hippy.