The Crypting Cunt

The Crypting Cunt always had with them a bottle of coke that they liked to eat. It is a fairly different suggestion, to many, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion it was fun. Strangely, a bottle of coke being the item opted for.

The Crypting Cunt found a cucumber that they liked to sleep with. It is a weird exercise, to me, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that this idea is stunning. Who would have thought, a cucumber being the item opted for.

The Crypting Cunt desperately desired a can of coke that they would sleep with. It would be a strange action, to my grandpa, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that this idea was wonderous. Bizarrely, a can of coke was the thing that was selected.

The Crypting Cunt needed a can of coke that they sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It was an exciting operation, to me, but not to the Cunt, who thought that this idea was miraculous. Remarkably, a can of coke was the item that was selected.

The Crypting Cunt desired a wig that they would often hug. One might consider this to be a weird undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who thought that it was in fact, exciting. Strangely, a wig being the chosen item.

The Crypting Cunt desperately needed a custard pie that they would occasionally worship. It should be an astonishing operation, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who thought that it was in fact, sublime. Remarkably, a custard pie would be the item that was opted for.