My Crazy Cunt

My Crazy Cunt always carried a piece of paper that they would often try to nail to the wall. It might have been a fairly exciting thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was epic. Honestly, a piece of paper being the item selected.

My Crazy Cunt owned a toilet brush to eat. It is considered to be a fairly extraordinary approach to life, to me, but not to the Cunt, who considered that the idea was wonderous. Honestly, a toilet brush was the chosen item.

My Crazy Cunt always kept a custard pie that they would annihilate It might have been a fairly weird thing to do, to many, but not to the Cunt, who thought that this idea was entertaining. Who would have thought, a custard pie would be the thing that was opted for.

My Crazy Cunt desired a radiator that they liked to sit and look at. This seems a weird and wonderful thought, to you and me, but not to the Cunt, who feels that the idea was stunning. Honestly, a radiator having that done to it

My Crazy Cunt desperately desired a sword that they sometimes share. It was a fairly new thought, to me and my husband, but not to the Cunt, who assumed it would be breathtaking. Remarkably, a sword being the chosen thing.

My Crazy Cunt wanted a chocolate bar that they sometimes rub on his belly. It would be a fairly original activity, to some, but not to the Cunt, who considered that the idea was simply life. Remarkably, a chocolate bar having that done to it