His Worrisome Cunt

His Worrisome Cunt needed a hat that they would often try to balance on their head. It might have been a fairly unusual operation, to you, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that the idea was amazing. Remarkably, a hat would be the thing that was chosen.

His Worrisome Cunt wanted a stretchman to put in the bath with him. It might be a fairly surprising thing to do, to my children, but not to the Cunt, who felt it was entertaining. Strangely, a stretchman would be the thing that was chosen.

His Worrisome Cunt desperately desired a cup that they would sometimes drop. This seems to be a fairly weird suggestion, to most, but not to the Cunt, who thought it would be awe-inspring. Honestly, a cup is the item to opt for.

His Worrisome Cunt desperately searched for a spade to sit and look at. This might appear to be a fairly different idea, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who felt that the idea was fun. Bizarrely, a spade is the item to choose.

His Worrisome Cunt desperately craved for a computer to drop. It is a peculiar undertaking, to me and my children, but not to the Cunt, who thinks it was epic. A computer being the thing opted for.

His Worrisome Cunt desperately looked for a pencil sharpener that they would often hug. One might say this is an astonishing thought, to me and my wife, but not to the Cunt, who feels that the idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have imagined, a pencil sharpener being the chosen item.