His Fucking Cunt

His Fucking Cunt always had with them a cheese grater to share. One might find this to be a fairly new suggestion, to me and my parents, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that it was in fact, the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a cheese grater was the chosen item.

His Fucking Cunt searched for a bottle of beer to embrace. This seems a fairly weird proposal, to everybody you know, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that the idea was fun. A bottle of beer was the item that was selected.

His Fucking Cunt looked for a melon that they would eat. It might have been a fairly curious proposal, to me and my husband, but not to the Cunt, who expected that it was in fact, magnificent. Remarkably, a melon was the item that was opted for.

His Fucking Cunt often carried a painting of a melon that they liked to play with. It might be a fairly curious activity, to my children, but not to the Cunt, who thought that this idea was epic. Bizarrely, a painting of a melon was the thing that was chosen.

His Fucking Cunt always carried a condom that they would often hug. This is certainly a fairly strange suggestion, to everybody you know, but not to the Cunt, who feels that the idea was awesome. Who would have imagined, a condom being the chosen item.

His Fucking Cunt wanted a mug to sit and look at. One might find this to be a fairly extraordinary thing to do, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who thought that this idea was sublime. You wouldnt have imagined, a mug was the item that was opted for.