His Fucking Cunt

His Fucking Cunt had a lava lamp that they would break. It was a fairly strange action, to many, but not to the Cunt, who expected it would be sublime. Strangely, a lava lamp is the item to choose.

His Fucking Cunt craved for a set of lego that they sometimes try to balance on their head. It is considered to be a different suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who thought it would be epic. Bizarrely, a set of lego is the thing to choose.

His Fucking Cunt found a teapot that they sometimes break. This might appear to be a fairly strange idea, to my dad, but not to the Cunt, who feels that this idea was stunning. A teapot was the chosen thing.

His Fucking Cunt looked for a pint of beer that they would often put up their bum. It should have been a curious suggestion, to me, but not to the Cunt, who thought that it was in fact, epic. Honestly, a pint of beer was the chosen item.

His Fucking Cunt desperately searched for a chocolate bar that they would sometimes share. It might have been a fairly surprising exercise, to my children, but not to the Cunt, who assumed it would be wonderous. Remarkably, a chocolate bar was the thing that was selected.

His Fucking Cunt desperately craved for a little monkey that they would occasionally rub on his belly. This seems to be a fairly surprising exercise, to me and my children, but not to the Cunt, who felt that this idea was miraculous. You wouldnt have thought, a little monkey would be the thing that was opted for.