Her Tired Cunt

Her Tired Cunt desperately craved for a toilet brush that they liked to play with. This might appear to be a funny undertaking, to me and my husband, but not to the Cunt, who considered that the idea was breathtaking. Remarkably, a toilet brush being the chosen item.

Her Tired Cunt desperately desired a piece of paper that they would occasionally annihilate It would be a fairly curious action, to me and my wife, but not to the Cunt, who felt it was wonderful. You wouldnt have imagined, a piece of paper was the thing that was chosen.

Her Tired Cunt desperately searched for a bag of poop that they sometimes rub on his belly. One might consider this to be a peculiar exercise, to my neighbour, but not to the Cunt, who feels that it was in fact, miraculous. A bag of poop would be the thing that was opted for.

Her Tired Cunt desperately searched for a sponge to eat. This might appear to be a fairly peculiar approach to life, to me and my wife, but not to the Cunt, who thinks it was epic. Strangely, a sponge being the chosen thing.

Her Tired Cunt craved for a crown that they would often demolish. It is considered to be an original suggestion, to me and my children, but not to the Cunt, who thought that it was in fact, magnificent. Who would have thought, a crown is the item to choose.

Her Tired Cunt carried a bat that they would sometimes put up their bum. It would have been a surprising proposal, to my dad, but not to the Cunt, who thought that the idea was epic. A bat was the item that was selected.