Her Retarded Cunt

Her Retarded Cunt owned a can of coke that they would occasionally break. This might appear to be a fairly strange action, to me and my children, but not to the Cunt, who felt that the idea was sublime. A can of coke is the item to choose.

Her Retarded Cunt always kept a bottle of beer that they would insert somewhere. This could be considered a fairly peculiar activity, to everybody you know, but not to the Cunt, who feels that it was in fact, sublime. Honestly, a bottle of beer of all things.

Her Retarded Cunt desperately searched for a teapot that they would smash. It should have been an astonishing undertaking, to me, but not to the Cunt, who considered that this idea was miraculous. Bizarrely, a teapot is the thing to choose.

Her Retarded Cunt desperately desired a CD player that they would occasionally throw. It should have been an exciting undertaking, to me and my children, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that it was in fact, magnificent. Strangely, a CD player being the thing selected.

Her Retarded Cunt searched for a wig that they would sometimes try to nail to the wall. It is an odd operation, to me, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was sublime. Bizarrely, a wig being the thing selected.

Her Retarded Cunt had a Harry Potter wand that they would put up their bum. It is a peculiar exercise, to most, but not to the Cunt, who feels that the idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a Harry Potter wand would be the item that was selected.