My Troubled Cunt

My Troubled Cunt desperately looked for a rubber johnny that they would occasionally put on his head. It might be a fairly strange undertaking, to me, but not to the Cunt, who thought that this idea is exciting. You wouldnt have thought, a rubber johnny was the thing that was chosen.

My Troubled Cunt always kept a dildo that they would sometimes put on his head. This could be considered a weird idea, to my neighbour, but not to the Cunt, who expected that this idea is sublime. A dildo of all things.

My Troubled Cunt desperately needed a tomato to watch for 10 minutes every morning. It is considered to be a surprising approach to life, to me and my husband, but not to the Cunt, who felt that the idea was spectacular. A tomato would be the thing that was chosen.

My Troubled Cunt wanted a porno magazine that they would often try to balance on their head. One might find this to be a curious approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Cunt, who feels that the idea was the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have thought, a porno magazine having that done to it

My Troubled Cunt looked for a melon that they sometimes break. It was a curious thing to do, to many, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, out of this world. Honestly, a melon is the item that was chosen.

My Troubled Cunt always kept a wig to try to balance on their head. It is considered to be a fairly funny suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cunt, who felt that this idea was wonderful. Who would have imagined, a wig would be the item chosen.