Here it is (sorry): Ned Flanders was so proud of his boys, Rod and Todd, for graduating college. He had a special night planned for them...one with magical forbidden fruit. He was sad that their mother couldn't be there, but hey, he was both their father AND their daddy. The two lovely young men walked into their suburban childhood home. "Why isn't Mommy here, Daddy?" the sweet, innocent Tood said with sadness in his voice. "Well diddle-doos, Mommy went up to heaven." Rod hesitated, but the desire to experience the same pleasure of ancient overlords possessed him, and he cried out "But her body's in the Springfield Cemetary!" A look of aroused excitement appeared on each man's face, and they headed off to the cemetery to put the...fun in funeral. They dug up the body, and creamed themselves in lovely unison that would have taken effort for synchronized swimmers. They accidentally released Mrs. Flanders's ghost though, and she was burning from not having any action for eleven entire years. She followed them back to the sexy, steamy, suburb and possessed a dildo lying around in the bedroom. They got back home and ran upstairs with glee, almost dropping the body twice. First, Ned Flanders undressed and put on tight gold fishnet socks and seductively whispered "Now boys, let me see your doodles." They showed him their long doodles, but their daddy's Flander-Doodle was so much longer and more impressive. It could have probably impaled someone if he tried hard enough. Ned Flanders flung his legs into the air in a revealing position and screamed "LET'S HAVE SOME DIDDLY!" "I've always wanted to be one with daddy!" Todd moaned as he put his mouth around it. Rod, however, actually remembered the body. He felt it, warm and soft with decomposition, and shook with sheer delight. He put his in the body, and Ned Flanders passionately kissed the body as Rod began to pleasure Todd with his own mouth. It was a very moist double 69, as saliva, special sauce, and other intriguing fluids sprayed everywhere. Suddenly, the dildo flew into Ned Flanders's anus with such force that it was completely lost. As he died of the pleasure, he said "Diddly, doodly, diddly..." and closed his eyes. Rod and Todd left this embrace, took out the box of condoms (their Daddy let them buy the ones with the little Devil on the box), and haven't stopped making love since. Fin