His Crypting Cunt

His Crypting Cunt needed a spade that they would try to nail to the wall. It was a surprising proposal, to most, but not to the Cunt, who considered it would be entertaining. Bizarrely, a spade was the thing that was opted for.

His Crypting Cunt always carried a sack of potatoes that they would occasionally annihilate It might have been an odd operation, to my children, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that it was in fact, amazing. Strangely, a sack of potatoes would be the item that was selected.

His Crypting Cunt always had with them a melon that they liked to demolish. This seems an unusual approach to life, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who feels that this idea was magnificent. Remarkably, a melon is the thing to choose.

His Crypting Cunt carried a bottle of wine that they sometimes share. This might appear to be an odd thing to do, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that the idea was magnificent. Strangely, a bottle of wine would be the item that was chosen.

His Crypting Cunt desired a Harry Potter wand that they would often throw. It would be a fairly different operation, to you and me, but not to the Cunt, who thought that the idea was stunning. Honestly, a Harry Potter wand would be the chosen thing.

His Crypting Cunt craved for a pencil sharpener that they sometimes annihilate It is a fairly weird and wonderful action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that this idea was out of this world. Who would have imagined, a pencil sharpener is the thing to opt for.