[Trample the Elderly]

Little Timmy got an F on his report to which he mutterred "Fuck" under his breath. His teacher heard him an ordered him to the principal's office.

Already pissed about his grades, he walks in the principal's office without knocking, only to find the principal screwing his secretary.

"What are y'all doing?" asks Timmy
"Oh, well . . . .we're just playing cards" says the Principal

"So what's that?" asks Timmy pointing to the principal.
"That's my Ace"
"And that?" Asks Timmy pointing to the secretary.
"Oh, that's the wild card."

Embarassed and wanting to sweep the whole incident under the rug, the principal lets Timmy go home early as long as he doesn't tell anyone about the card game.

Timmy goes home early and walks in on his mother and father screwing.
"Timmy what are you doing home so early?"
"Ah, the principal lety me off early for getting an A on my test. Don't worry, I already know what y'all are doing."
"You Do?"
"Yeah, y'all were playing cards. That's the Ace and that's the wild card."

Timmy's parents agree that's exactly what they were doing and tell Timmy to go up to his room.

Later on in the evening Timmy's parent's were cooking dinner and his mother had called him several times.

"Could you go get Tim, he's upstairs and hasn't come down yet."

When Timmy's Dad walk in he finds Timmy patting his chicken.

"Boy what are you doing?"
"I'm playing cards!"
"Where's your wild card?

"Who needs a wild card when you have a hand like this!"