Rowley makes a pizza

148.In a world where imagination knows no bounds, there lived a young boy named Rowley Jefferson. Now, it must be stated that Rowley was quite an eccentric fellow, full of wild ideas and unconventional habits. At the tender age of one one, he still wore diapers and had a tendency to, well, soil them.
Rowley's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Jefferson, were incredibly affluent. They resided in a grand mansion that rivaled the size of the picturesque English city of Scunthorpe. Inside their opulent home, Rowley's room was adorned with a delightful collection of teddy bears, showcasing his playful nature.
One stormy night, with lightning flashing and thunder rumbling, Rowley found himself nestled between his parents in their extravagant bed. Little did they know, as they were engaging in some rather amorous adult activities, they were both moaning and groaning Rowley's nervous disposition was getting the better of him.
To calm his racing heart, he mustered up the courage to ask his father if they could make a pizza. His father, momentarily distracted by an impending belch, half-heartedly agreed to accompany Rowley downstairs. Meanwhile, Mrs. Jefferson decided to enjoy a luxurious soak in the bathtub and, to prevent any accidental flatulence, affixed a rubber duck to her bumhole.
Creeping downstairs, despite the late hour of 1 am, Rowley expressed his desire to make three pizzas - two for himself and one for his dear mother. However, when his father requested a pizza of his own, Rowley retorted with a resounding "NO," intentionally offending his father.
In a moment of frustration, his father swatted Rowley's balls with the dough roller, causing a sharp exclamation of pain. Gathering his wits, Rowley proposed a deal – he would make his father a pizza if he could retaliate with a doughy blow of his own. Surprisingly, his father agreed, and Rowley shoved the roller up his fathers bum area, eliciting another pained cry.
Not one to back down, Rowley added a stipulation that his father would have to make the pizza alongside him, sans underpants, and have the letter 'B' written on both of his buttocks. To keep things in good humor, his father reluctantly agreed, albeit with a hint of embarrassment.
They began the pizza-making process by mixing the dough. However, in an unfortunate turn of events, Rowley scratched an itch on his behind and inadvertently transferred a small amount of...well, let's just say shit. Unaware of this mishap, Rowley proceeded to spread tomato puree on each pizza, unknowingly saving his father from the rather unappetizing surprise.
As fate would have it, Rowley's sneeze intervened just as he reached his father's pizza, causing a spray of snot and mucus and flem to adorn the tomato sauce. Oblivious to this act of nature, Rowley continued to top the pizzas, loading his and his father's with a tantalizing assortment of flavorful meats and fats. His mother's pizza, on the other hand, was garnished with delicate vegetables and lean meats.
With the pizzas now assembled, Rowley popped them into the microwave to cook. As each one emerged, perfectly cooked and golden, Rowley's excitement grew. However, his father's slice was a concoction of raw meat and an accidental addition of something less savory. As he took a bite, he immediately regretted his decision.
His body twitched and convulsed from the rawness of the meat and the unexpected surprise within the dough. Panic consumed him, and he sprinted upstairs, desperately seeking help. On the way, he stumbled upon his mother, basking in the warmth of her bath. Unfortunately, her moment of relaxation was disrupted by the sight of her husband's flailing body.
Mrs. Jefferson, being the quirky individual she was, couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity before her eyes. She calmly instructed Rowley to dispose of his father's body out the bathroom window, all the while preparing a fresh bath for herself and their loyal canine companions.
Once the task was complete, mother and son found themselves reclining in the soothing waters of the tub, happily indulging in their peculiar meal. Naked and uninhibited, they laughed, pointing at each other's bodies, rowley even craweld up his mums pum pum to return to the womb for a day showcasing their unique bond.
Eventually, the warm embrace of the bath lulled them into a peaceful slumber, drawing their whimsical adventure to a close. And in that moment, as they drifted off into dreams, they listened to the gentle whispers of their imaginations, cherishing the unforgettable night they shared.
So, you see, in the realm of Rowley Jefferson, the ordinary becomes extraordinary, and the strangest of journeys are etched into the annals of his unique existence.