My Jolly Cunt

My Jolly Cunt looked for a dildo that they liked to sit and look at. It would be an original thought, to everybody you know, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that the idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have thought, a dildo is the item that was chosen.

My Jolly Cunt desired a chocolate bar that they sometimes throw. It might have been a fairly unusual thing to do, to me and my children, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that the idea was wonderful. You wouldnt have thought, a chocolate bar would be the thing that was chosen.

My Jolly Cunt always carried a cucumber that they would try to balance on their head. One might find this to be a fairly peculiar operation, to me and my husband, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that this idea was sublime. Bizarrely, a cucumber was the item that was selected.

My Jolly Cunt wanted a vibrator that they would sometimes rub on his belly. This seems to be an unusual exercise, to me, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that this idea was simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a vibrator is the thing to opt for.

My Jolly Cunt looked for a rubber chicken that they would sometimes rub on his belly. One might find this to be a surprising suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who thought that the idea was entertaining. Who would have imagined, a rubber chicken of all things.

My Jolly Cunt wanted a vibrator that they liked to watch for 10 minutes every morning. One might say this is a funny operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was out of this world. Who would have thought, a vibrator was the thing that was chosen.