The Exceptional Cunt

The Exceptional Cunt desperately looked for a pencil sharpener that they would put up their bum. It was considered to be a funny suggestion, to everybody you know, but not to the Cunt, who feels it would be epic. You wouldnt have imagined, a pencil sharpener being the thing selected.

The Exceptional Cunt often carried a can of Dr Pepper to play with. It should have been a new action, to everybody you know, but not to the Cunt, who thought that the idea was out of this world. Bizarrely, a can of Dr Pepper is the thing to choose.

The Exceptional Cunt often carried a pen that they would occasionally play with. This is certainly a fairly original undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who expected it was sublime. A pen is the thing that was chosen.

The Exceptional Cunt owned a toilet brush that they would occasionally put up their bum. It would have been a fairly odd exercise, to my neighbour, but not to the Cunt, who thought it was wonderful. Honestly, a toilet brush would be the thing that was selected.

The Exceptional Cunt desperately wanted a bottle of wine to sit and look at. This might appear to be a fairly weird operation, to most, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that this idea is miraculous. Honestly, a bottle of wine would be the chosen thing.

The Exceptional Cunt often carried a pint of beer that they would often smash. It would have been a fairly odd undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that the idea was breathtaking. Strangely, a pint of beer would be the thing that was selected.