Her Fucking Cunt

Her Fucking Cunt often carried a rubber johnny that they would often rub on his belly. One might say this is a strange activity, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who thought it was entertaining. Who would have imagined, a rubber johnny was the chosen item.

Her Fucking Cunt had a hat that they liked to eat. It was a fairly curious approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that the idea was epic. You wouldnt have thought, a hat of all things.

Her Fucking Cunt desperately desired a cucumber that they sometimes put up their bum. It was an odd thing to do, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that the idea was epic. A cucumber would be the item that was selected.

Her Fucking Cunt searched for a can of Dr Pepper that they liked to put down their trousers. It was considered to be a fairly bizarre proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that the idea was magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a can of Dr Pepper is the item that was chosen.

Her Fucking Cunt craved for a set square that they would sometimes share. This seems to be a weird and wonderful proposal, to me and my husband, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that this idea was amazing. A set square is the thing to select.

Her Fucking Cunt carried a bat that they would worship. It might be a fairly weird activity, to my children, but not to the Cunt, who considered it would be awesome. A bat is the thing to choose.