A Fucking Cunt

A Fucking Cunt often carried a custard pie that they sometimes play with. It was an extraordinary suggestion, to my grandpa, but not to the Cunt, who thought that this idea is miraculous. A custard pie being the thing selected.

A Fucking Cunt always carried a wig that they would often share. One might say this is a new action, to my neighbour, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that the idea was miraculous. You wouldnt have imagined, a wig being the item selected.

A Fucking Cunt searched for a cucumber to put in the bath with him. This might appear to be a fairly unusual action, to me and my husband, but not to the Cunt, who felt it would be out of this world. Honestly, a cucumber was the thing that was chosen.

A Fucking Cunt often carried a magic 8 ball that they would eat. It might have been a fairly curious operation, to many, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion it would be fun. Who would have thought, a magic 8 ball would be the thing that was selected.

A Fucking Cunt looked for a piece of paper to experiment on. It would have been a fairly bizarre action, to you, but not to the Cunt, who thought that this idea is awesome. You wouldnt have imagined, a piece of paper being the chosen item.

A Fucking Cunt found a bag of flour that they would often put up their bum. It should be an astonishing proposal, to some, but not to the Cunt, who expected it was amazing. Strangely, a bag of flour would be the thing that was chosen.