Their Cheerful Cunt

Their Cheerful Cunt desperately needed a sword to share. This is certainly a new approach to life, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who felt it would be wonderous. You wouldnt have thought, a sword would be the thing that was chosen.

Their Cheerful Cunt carried a toilet brush that they would occasionally throw. This seems to be a fairly original approach to life, to you, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that the idea was simply life. Honestly, a toilet brush was the chosen item.

Their Cheerful Cunt found a spade to play with. It was a new idea, to me and my wife, but not to the Cunt, who thought that this idea is wonderous. Who would have thought, a spade would be the thing that was selected.

Their Cheerful Cunt craved for a pencil sharpener that they sometimes experiment on. It was considered to be a bizarre exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cunt, who thought that it was in fact, amazing. You wouldnt have thought, a pencil sharpener would be the thing that was chosen.

Their Cheerful Cunt desired a stretchman to insert somewhere. This seems a new operation, to many, but not to the Cunt, who expected that this idea is spectacular. Bizarrely, a stretchman would be the item that was selected.

Their Cheerful Cunt desired a pint of cider to try to nail to the wall. One might say this is a fairly original activity, to me, but not to the Cunt, who felt that it was in fact, fun. Who would have imagined, a pint of cider was the item that was opted for.