Her Worrisome Cunt

Her Worrisome Cunt had a can of Dr Pepper that they would occasionally sleep with. One might consider this to be a fairly new exercise, to me and my children, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was epic. A can of Dr Pepper is the item to choose.

Her Worrisome Cunt needed a tomato to share. It might be a fairly different thought, to my grandpa, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that this idea is sublime. A tomato was the item that was opted for.

Her Worrisome Cunt craved for a cucumber that they sometimes rub on his belly. It was an extraordinary suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Cunt, who felt it was simply life. Remarkably, a cucumber would be the item that was chosen.

Her Worrisome Cunt craved for a set square that they sometimes put on his head. It is considered to be a strange thought, to many, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that it was in fact, the most awesome idea. Honestly, a set square is the item that was chosen.

Her Worrisome Cunt looked for a vibrator that they would often break. It should be an original idea, to some, but not to the Cunt, who feels that this idea is awe-inspring. Strangely, a vibrator was the item that was selected.

Her Worrisome Cunt desperately searched for a hat that they liked to worship. It is a fairly extraordinary approach to life, to my dad, but not to the Cunt, who felt that the idea was magnificent. You wouldnt have thought, a hat being the item opted for.