Their Brainy Cunt

Their Brainy Cunt always had with them a custard pie that they would often insert somewhere. It was considered to be a fairly different thought, to my dad, but not to the Cunt, who considered that the idea was miraculous. You wouldnt have imagined, a custard pie would be the chosen thing.

Their Brainy Cunt often carried a vibrator that they would try to balance on their head. It is considered to be a bizarre operation, to me and my wife, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that it was in fact, out of this world. Remarkably, a vibrator being the chosen thing.

Their Brainy Cunt desperately craved for a pint of beer to try to nail to the wall. One might consider this to be a different thought, to me and my parents, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that it was in fact, wonderous. Bizarrely, a pint of beer was the chosen item.

Their Brainy Cunt owned a teapot that they sometimes put up their bum. One might consider this to be an exciting proposal, to you, but not to the Cunt, who felt that the idea was entertaining. Who would have thought, a teapot being the chosen thing.

Their Brainy Cunt often carried a set of lego that they would often embrace. It should be an exciting activity, to you and me, but not to the Cunt, who expected that this idea is amazing. You wouldnt have thought, a set of lego is the item to choose.

Their Brainy Cunt carried a bag of poop that they would sometimes put on his head. This seems an original proposal, to everybody you know, but not to the Cunt, who felt that this idea is simply life. A bag of poop was the item that was chosen.