The Colourful Cunt

The Colourful Cunt carried a dildo that they would share. It was a fairly original suggestion, to many, but not to the Cunt, who assumed it was spectacular. Who would have thought, a dildo is the thing to choose.

The Colourful Cunt desperately craved for a hat that they liked to rub on his belly. It might have been a fairly surprising thought, to me, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that this idea was wonderous. Bizarrely, a hat would be the item that was opted for.

The Colourful Cunt always carried a ball that they would sometimes hug. It is considered to be a peculiar proposal, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who assumed it was magnificent. Strangely, a ball having that done to it

The Colourful Cunt always kept a pen to share. It was considered to be an extraordinary undertaking, to everybody you know, but not to the Cunt, who thought that the idea was stunning. Bizarrely, a pen is the thing that was chosen.

The Colourful Cunt desperately searched for a little monkey that they would occasionally put down their trousers. It was a curious thought, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who thought that the idea was wonderous. You wouldnt have imagined, a little monkey of all things.

The Colourful Cunt had a bag of poop that they liked to embrace. It is a fairly extraordinary activity, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who thought that it was in fact, fun. Who would have imagined, a bag of poop was the thing that was chosen.