A Crypting Cunt

A Crypting Cunt found a sword that they would occasionally put on his head. This could be considered a funny idea, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who felt it would be wonderful. Honestly, a sword was the item that was opted for.

A Crypting Cunt searched for a sword that they would throw. It should be a fairly surprising thought, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that it was in fact, the most awesome idea. Who would have thought, a sword would be the item that was selected.

A Crypting Cunt always carried a vibrator that they would occasionally hug. It is considered to be a fairly funny operation, to me and my husband, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was fun. Remarkably, a vibrator is the item to choose.

A Crypting Cunt desperately wanted a pint of beer that they would occasionally embrace. It might have been an unusual idea, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who had decided it would be out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of beer would be the chosen thing.

A Crypting Cunt needed a stapler that they would sometimes hug. It was considered to be a somewhat surprising activity, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who considered that it was in fact, amazing. Honestly, a stapler would be the thing that was chosen.

A Crypting Cunt desperately desired a teapot to drop. It should be an astonishing idea, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a teapot of all things.