My Brainy Cunt

My Brainy Cunt desperately needed a radiator that they liked to share. It might be a weird and wonderful action, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who expected it was out of this world. You wouldnt have thought, a radiator is the thing that was chosen.

My Brainy Cunt owned a cheese grater that they would throw. It is considered to be a fairly unusual idea, to my grandpa, but not to the Cunt, who feels that this idea is wonderful. Strangely, a cheese grater would be the item that was selected.

My Brainy Cunt owned a porno magazine that they sometimes embrace. It should have been a fairly unusual operation, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who expected that the idea was fun. You wouldnt have thought, a porno magazine was the thing that was opted for.

My Brainy Cunt looked for a toilet brush that they sometimes worship. It would have been a new proposal, to my children, but not to the Cunt, who considered that the idea was out of this world. Strangely, a toilet brush is the thing to choose.

My Brainy Cunt often carried a sword that they would try to nail to the wall. This might appear to be a fairly astonishing thought, to many, but not to the Cunt, who assumed it was sublime. Who would have thought, a sword being the thing selected.

My Brainy Cunt desperately desired a sword that they would often put on his head. It should have been a fairly unusual thing to do, to most, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion it was sublime. Bizarrely, a sword is the thing to choose.