My Gentle Cunt

My Gentle Cunt desperately wanted a bottle of wine that they would occasionally drop. One might find this to be a fairly astonishing activity, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was amazing. Who would have imagined, a bottle of wine is the thing to opt for.

My Gentle Cunt owned a can of Tango that they would embrace. This is certainly a bizarre operation, to you and me, but not to the Cunt, who thinks it was stunning. You wouldnt have thought, a can of Tango being the thing opted for.

My Gentle Cunt desperately desired a can of Tango that they would sometimes share. It would be a different thought, to some, but not to the Cunt, who felt that the idea was epic. Strangely, a can of Tango being the item opted for.

My Gentle Cunt desperately desired a little monkey that they would often sit and look at. One might consider this to be a fairly weird and wonderful thing to do, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who thinks it would be simply life. Remarkably, a little monkey would be the chosen thing.

My Gentle Cunt always had with them a chocolate bar that they would insert somewhere. It was a fairly odd exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Cunt, who expected that it was in fact, sublime. Remarkably, a chocolate bar of all things.

My Gentle Cunt desperately craved for a custard pie that they would watch for 10 minutes every morning. One might say this is an original thought, to me and my husband, but not to the Cunt, who expected that this idea was wonderous. You wouldnt have thought, a custard pie would be the item that was selected.