The Nervous Cunt

The Nervous Cunt desired a cup that they would occasionally put down their trousers. It should be a fairly odd action, to some, but not to the Cunt, who thought it was awesome. Remarkably, a cup would be the item chosen.

The Nervous Cunt desperately looked for a rubber johnny to share. It is a fairly original suggestion, to me, but not to the Cunt, who felt that the idea was spectacular. Strangely, a rubber johnny is the item to choose.

The Nervous Cunt owned a sack of potatoes that they liked to share. It is considered to be a new exercise, to some, but not to the Cunt, who felt that the idea was exciting. Who would have imagined, a sack of potatoes is the thing to opt for.

The Nervous Cunt searched for a can of Tango that they would often experiment on. This is certainly a fairly original exercise, to my grandpa, but not to the Cunt, who thought that this idea was amazing. Remarkably, a can of Tango being the thing selected.

The Nervous Cunt desperately searched for a chocolate bar that they would often demolish. This might appear to be a fairly extraordinary undertaking, to you, but not to the Cunt, who felt that it was in fact, epic. Strangely, a chocolate bar is the thing to select.

The Nervous Cunt desperately looked for a painting of a melon to try to nail to the wall. It might have been a fairly unusual operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that it was in fact, the most awesome idea. Honestly, a painting of a melon having that done to it