My Big Cunt

My Big Cunt found a can of coke that they would sometimes demolish. One might consider this to be a fairly bizarre idea, to my neighbour, but not to the Cunt, who thought it was magnificent. A can of coke is the item that was chosen.

My Big Cunt desperately wanted a sponge that they would occasionally cuddle. One might consider this to be a bizarre thing to do, to my children, but not to the Cunt, who felt that the idea was fun. You wouldnt have thought, a sponge is the thing to opt for.

My Big Cunt owned a radiator that they would sometimes sleep with. It is a new exercise, to me, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that it was in fact, awesome. Bizarrely, a radiator was the item that was chosen.

My Big Cunt desperately wanted a ball that they would smash. This might appear to be a strange approach to life, to me and my wife, but not to the Cunt, who felt that the idea was breathtaking. Who would have thought, a ball would be the thing that was chosen.

My Big Cunt had a spade that they would occasionally sleep with. This might appear to be a bizarre thing to do, to me and my wife, but not to the Cunt, who assumed it was spectacular. Who would have thought, a spade is the item to opt for.

My Big Cunt carried a sponge to sit and look at. It might be a strange idea, to most, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that this idea was the most awesome idea. A sponge being the chosen thing.