The Crypting Cunt

The Crypting Cunt desperately needed a pint of beer that they would occasionally eat. One might find this to be a fairly curious idea, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cunt, who expected that the idea was spectacular. Who would have imagined, a pint of beer would be the item that was opted for.

The Crypting Cunt searched for a radiator that they would often experiment on. It was a fairly odd exercise, to my children, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that the idea was magnificent. Who would have thought, a radiator being the thing selected.

The Crypting Cunt always kept a vibrator that they liked to worship. One might find this to be a bizarre proposal, to most, but not to the Cunt, who had decided it would be miraculous. Strangely, a vibrator was the thing that was selected.

The Crypting Cunt always had with them a rubber johnny to try to balance on their head. It might have been a surprising exercise, to me and my children, but not to the Cunt, who assumed it would be wonderful. You wouldnt have imagined, a rubber johnny having that done to it

The Crypting Cunt found a wig that they would often demolish. It should have been a fairly strange operation, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who thought that the idea was simply life. A wig is the thing to opt for.

The Crypting Cunt found a bag of poop that they liked to embrace. This is certainly a fairly extraordinary action, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was stunning. A bag of poop is the item that was chosen.