A family walks into a talent agency. It's a father, mother, son, daughter and dog. The father says to the talent agent, "We have a really amazing act. You should represent us."The agent says, "Sorry, I don't represent family acts. They're a little too cute."The mother says, "Sir, if you just see our act, we know you would want to represent us."The agent says, "OK. OK. I'll take a look."
so the mother spreads her zit infested pussy lips & from the depths of her cancerous cum laden throat she conjers up the darkest, hardest, ectoplasmic flem wad a guy has ever bragged about. she manages to let the mucas slipp past her leperous lips & cascade down her old body eventually finding its self in the cache we call the pussy, but old ma calls it her rot box. seriously it looks like a pile of three week old dead jews in the humid summer heat. she screams to little timmy "get over here & fuck my old rot box"! timmy starts thrusting his undeveloped stupid looking weiner into old ma's stink gash. while this act is taking place pop enters stage left carrying a bucket full of cock roaches. pop proceeds to glue individual cock roaches to the palm of his hands,legs up. after ripping the legs off of the roaches he masturbates. crying & sobbing pop ejaculates in the dogs mouth & exclames,"your my best friend". timmy gets done fucking the rot hole & mother smashes his fucking head in with her craftsman roofing hammer.& farts.
For the longest time, the agent just sits in silence. Finally, he manages, "That's a hell of an act. What do you call it?"
And the father says, "The Aristocrats!"