His Weary Cunt

His Weary Cunt carried a bottle of coke to cuddle. This seems to be a strange activity, to me and my parents, but not to the Cunt, who considered that it was in fact, awesome. Bizarrely, a bottle of coke was the thing that was selected.

His Weary Cunt craved for a crown that they would often cuddle. It was a different proposal, to you and me, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that the idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have thought, a crown would be the thing that was opted for.

His Weary Cunt desperately desired a can of Dr Pepper that they liked to play with. It might be a fairly surprising operation, to my neighbour, but not to the Cunt, who thought that it was in fact, wonderous. You wouldnt have imagined, a can of Dr Pepper was the thing that was opted for.

His Weary Cunt found a rubber chicken that they would sometimes cuddle. It was considered to be a fairly weird operation, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who considered that it was in fact, magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a rubber chicken is the thing to choose.

His Weary Cunt always kept a painting of a melon that they sometimes try to nail to the wall. It was a peculiar proposal, to you and me, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that this idea is awesome. Bizarrely, a painting of a melon being the thing opted for.

His Weary Cunt found a helmet that they would occasionally throw. It was considered to be a curious thing to do, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who expected that this idea was entertaining. Honestly, a helmet would be the chosen thing.