The Foolish Cunt

The Foolish Cunt desperately desired a spade that they would often throw. It was considered to be a somewhat surprising undertaking, to most, but not to the Cunt, who expected it would be magnificent. Who would have imagined, a spade would be the item chosen.

The Foolish Cunt found a hat that they would occasionally put in the bath with him. It would have been an unusual operation, to my children, but not to the Cunt, who thought that it was in fact, the most awesome idea. Strangely, a hat is the thing to select.

The Foolish Cunt owned a cup that they would occasionally throw. It would have been a fairly weird action, to you and me, but not to the Cunt, who thought that the idea was wonderous. Remarkably, a cup was the thing that was selected.

The Foolish Cunt desperately searched for a piece of paper that they would often rub on his belly. It should be an extraordinary exercise, to me and my wife, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion it was wonderous. Who would have imagined, a piece of paper would be the item that was selected.

The Foolish Cunt owned a rubber johnny that they would often sleep with. It was considered to be a strange approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cunt, who considered that it was in fact, simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a rubber johnny is the thing to select.

The Foolish Cunt owned a Harry Potter wand that they would put up their bum. This is certainly a fairly weird thought, to my dad, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that this idea was breathtaking. Bizarrely, a Harry Potter wand was the thing that was chosen.