A Fucking Cunt

A Fucking Cunt needed a bag of flour that they would occasionally watch for 10 minutes every morning. This seems a fairly extraordinary suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who felt that the idea was the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a bag of flour is the item that was chosen.

A Fucking Cunt often carried a ball that they would often put in the bath with him. It should have been an extraordinary undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that the idea was awesome. A ball being the thing opted for.

A Fucking Cunt needed a melon that they liked to eat. This could be considered a peculiar idea, to me and my wife, but not to the Cunt, who feels that the idea was awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a melon is the thing to select.

A Fucking Cunt owned a painting of a melon that they sometimes hug. This seems a funny operation, to you and me, but not to the Cunt, who felt that this idea is spectacular. You wouldnt have thought, a painting of a melon would be the item that was opted for.

A Fucking Cunt always kept a set of lego that they would often worship. It is an unusual idea, to me and my children, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that this idea was awesome. Strangely, a set of lego would be the thing that was selected.

A Fucking Cunt owned a pencil sharpener to put in the bath with him. It would have been a curious thing to do, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who considered that the idea was fun. Bizarrely, a pencil sharpener is the thing to choose.