My Little Cunt

My Little Cunt always carried a computer that they would sometimes worship. This is certainly an extraordinary undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who felt it was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a computer would be the chosen thing.

My Little Cunt desired a toilet brush that they sometimes try to nail to the wall. It would have been an exciting approach to life, to me and my children, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that this idea is miraculous. Bizarrely, a toilet brush is the item to choose.

My Little Cunt desperately looked for a piece of paper that they would sometimes break. This seems a fairly original thing to do, to my grandpa, but not to the Cunt, who thinks it would be entertaining. You wouldnt have thought, a piece of paper being the thing opted for.

My Little Cunt desperately wanted a bottle of coke that they would occasionally eat. One might find this to be a bizarre approach to life, to everybody you know, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that this idea is breathtaking. A bottle of coke being the thing selected.

My Little Cunt owned a can of Dr Pepper that they would sometimes sit and look at. It might be a fairly weird and wonderful thing to do, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion it was simply life. Who would have thought, a can of Dr Pepper would be the item chosen.

My Little Cunt found a tomato to try to balance on their head. It would be a fairly extraordinary undertaking, to many, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion it was wonderous. Bizarrely, a tomato would be the thing that was chosen.