A Worrisome Cunt

A Worrisome Cunt desperately needed a cucumber that they would occasionally put down their trousers. This seems a bizarre proposal, to me and my children, but not to the Cunt, who thought that this idea is wonderous. Remarkably, a cucumber would be the item that was chosen.

A Worrisome Cunt had a computer that they liked to try to balance on their head. It should have been an exciting approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who considered that this idea is simply life. Strangely, a computer having that done to it

A Worrisome Cunt looked for a teapot that they sometimes demolish. It was a peculiar action, to my grandpa, but not to the Cunt, who felt it was out of this world. A teapot is the item to select.

A Worrisome Cunt found a cheese grater that they liked to rub on his belly. It would be a fairly weird thing to do, to everybody you know, but not to the Cunt, who considered it was breathtaking. Who would have thought, a cheese grater would be the item that was selected.

A Worrisome Cunt looked for a piece of paper to try to nail to the wall. It would be a new approach to life, to me, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, breathtaking. Who would have thought, a piece of paper was the thing that was chosen.

A Worrisome Cunt desperately needed a Harry Potter wand that they liked to insert somewhere. This is certainly an odd undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who feels that the idea was exciting. Who would have imagined, a Harry Potter wand being the chosen thing.