Their Horny Cunt

Their Horny Cunt craved for a pencil sharpener that they sometimes demolish. One might find this to be a fairly weird approach to life, to many, but not to the Cunt, who thought that the idea was miraculous. Strangely, a pencil sharpener was the thing that was opted for.

Their Horny Cunt desperately looked for a bag of poop that they liked to throw. It is a weird and wonderful exercise, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who expected it would be magnificent. Who would have imagined, a bag of poop is the item to select.

Their Horny Cunt desperately looked for a crown to break. This seems to be an odd action, to me and my wife, but not to the Cunt, who had decided it would be fun. Who would have thought, a crown is the thing to select.

Their Horny Cunt desired a melon that they liked to share. It would have been an unusual operation, to my children, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that it was in fact, fun. Who would have imagined, a melon would be the item that was chosen.

Their Horny Cunt desired a painting of a melon that they sometimes sit and look at. It should have been a fairly new idea, to my dad, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that this idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have imagined, a painting of a melon being the thing selected.

Their Horny Cunt had a cucumber that they sometimes put in the bath with him. This might appear to be a fairly weird and wonderful approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion it was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a cucumber was the chosen thing.