My Scary Cunt

My Scary Cunt found a stapler to play with. It was considered to be an original operation, to my grandpa, but not to the Cunt, who felt that it was in fact, wonderful. Strangely, a stapler was the chosen thing.

My Scary Cunt desperately desired a CD player that they would occasionally sleep with. This seems to be an extraordinary thing to do, to my neighbour, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that the idea was exciting. Remarkably, a CD player is the item to choose.

My Scary Cunt desperately wanted a toilet brush to annihilate It was considered to be a fairly strange exercise, to my children, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that it was in fact, sublime. Strangely, a toilet brush having that done to it

My Scary Cunt desperately searched for a bottle of wine that they sometimes put in the bath with him. One might say this is an unusual proposal, to me and my wife, but not to the Cunt, who considered that the idea was exciting. Who would have thought, a bottle of wine was the item that was opted for.

My Scary Cunt desperately looked for a computer that they would sometimes worship. It would have been a fairly astonishing suggestion, to my grandpa, but not to the Cunt, who considered that the idea was spectacular. Who would have thought, a computer of all things.

My Scary Cunt desperately searched for a hat to hug. This might appear to be a strange exercise, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that it was in fact, sublime. Who would have thought, a hat being the thing selected.