The Cheerful Cunt

The Cheerful Cunt always carried a sword that they liked to put up their bum. It would be an exciting undertaking, to everybody you know, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that the idea was awe-inspring. Strangely, a sword would be the chosen thing.

The Cheerful Cunt owned a cup that they would hug. It might be a fairly funny thought, to most, but not to the Cunt, who considered that the idea was awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a cup was the item that was opted for.

The Cheerful Cunt desperately looked for a rubber chicken to sit and look at. It might have been a surprising idea, to me and my parents, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that this idea is fun. Honestly, a rubber chicken would be the thing that was opted for.

The Cheerful Cunt carried a chocolate bar that they liked to sleep with. One might say this is an extraordinary undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who feels that the idea was the most awesome idea. Bizarrely, a chocolate bar is the item to select.

The Cheerful Cunt craved for a bottle of beer to try to balance on their head. This is certainly a fairly exciting exercise, to many, but not to the Cunt, who thought it would be miraculous. Who would have imagined, a bottle of beer was the item that was selected.

The Cheerful Cunt had a tomato that they would often insert somewhere. It was a fairly bizarre suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who thought it was breathtaking. Strangely, a tomato is the item that was chosen.