The Beautiful Cunt

The Beautiful Cunt desperately needed a bottle of coke that they would sit and look at. It would be a fairly new proposal, to everybody you know, but not to the Cunt, who expected that the idea was amazing. Remarkably, a bottle of coke is the item to choose.

The Beautiful Cunt owned a set square that they would occasionally rub on his belly. It was a fairly funny exercise, to some, but not to the Cunt, who expected that this idea is out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a set square having that done to it

The Beautiful Cunt needed a chocolate bar that they would often break. This seems a surprising exercise, to me and my wife, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion it would be awe-inspring. Who would have thought, a chocolate bar being the thing selected.

The Beautiful Cunt desperately wanted a crown that they liked to demolish. It would have been a peculiar undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cunt, who feels it was amazing. Bizarrely, a crown would be the item that was chosen.

The Beautiful Cunt always carried a computer to insert somewhere. It might be a fairly curious exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that the idea was exciting. You wouldnt have imagined, a computer would be the thing that was opted for.

The Beautiful Cunt searched for a stretchman that they would often sit and look at. This is certainly a fairly strange thought, to most, but not to the Cunt, who feels it would be miraculous. You wouldnt have thought, a stretchman of all things.