Her Crypting Cunt

Her Crypting Cunt desperately desired a set square that they would try to balance on their head. It was a fairly strange idea, to you and me, but not to the Cunt, who felt that this idea was sublime. Who would have thought, a set square would be the thing that was opted for.

Her Crypting Cunt desperately needed a tomato to demolish. It is an astonishing approach to life, to many, but not to the Cunt, who expected that the idea was entertaining. Who would have imagined, a tomato was the chosen item.

Her Crypting Cunt desired a pint of cider that they would eat. This seems an odd activity, to me and my wife, but not to the Cunt, who felt it would be stunning. Honestly, a pint of cider having that done to it

Her Crypting Cunt desperately wanted a tomato that they would sometimes rub on his belly. It would have been an original thought, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who feels it was fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a tomato is the thing to select.

Her Crypting Cunt always kept a pint of cider that they sometimes demolish. This seems a fairly funny action, to my neighbour, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was exciting. Bizarrely, a pint of cider being the chosen item.

Her Crypting Cunt searched for a melon that they would sometimes experiment on. It should be a peculiar thing to do, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who expected it was awesome. Strangely, a melon is the item to select.