The Colourful Cunt

The Colourful Cunt wanted a hat that they would sometimes insert somewhere. It should have been a weird approach to life, to me and my children, but not to the Cunt, who considered that it was in fact, amazing. Who would have imagined, a hat being the thing opted for.

The Colourful Cunt desperately searched for a cucumber that they liked to throw. One might find this to be a fairly weird undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that the idea was miraculous. Bizarrely, a cucumber is the item to opt for.

The Colourful Cunt desperately craved for a bag of flour that they sometimes rub on his belly. It might be a fairly peculiar suggestion, to my neighbour, but not to the Cunt, who felt that the idea was wonderful. Bizarrely, a bag of flour was the thing that was chosen.

The Colourful Cunt found a porno magazine that they sometimes drop. One might consider this to be a fairly astonishing suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who considered that it was in fact, wonderous. You wouldnt have imagined, a porno magazine was the item that was chosen.

The Colourful Cunt looked for a custard pie that they would sometimes insert somewhere. It is an unusual proposal, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who thought that the idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a custard pie having that done to it

The Colourful Cunt desperately desired a cheese grater that they would often eat. It should have been an unusual operation, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who considered that it was in fact, epic. Who would have imagined, a cheese grater would be the item that was chosen.