The Talented Cunt

The Talented Cunt owned a sponge that they would occasionally watch for 10 minutes every morning. It should be a bizarre thing to do, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was fun. Bizarrely, a sponge is the thing that was chosen.

The Talented Cunt searched for a condom that they would sometimes experiment on. It was considered to be a fairly astonishing idea, to some, but not to the Cunt, who thinks it would be magnificent. Who would have imagined, a condom having that done to it

The Talented Cunt owned a mug that they would demolish. This seems to be a fairly curious idea, to my grandpa, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that this idea was simply life. Strangely, a mug would be the item that was opted for.

The Talented Cunt desperately craved for a can of Tango that they sometimes put down their trousers. It might have been a fairly different undertaking, to me and my husband, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that this idea was epic. Who would have imagined, a can of Tango would be the item chosen.

The Talented Cunt carried a mug that they liked to worship. It was a fairly weird and wonderful thought, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who considered that the idea was breathtaking. You wouldnt have thought, a mug is the thing to opt for.

The Talented Cunt needed a toilet brush that they would often hug. One might find this to be a fairly new action, to my dad, but not to the Cunt, who considered that it was in fact, stunning. Honestly, a toilet brush being the chosen item.