The Talented Cunt

The Talented Cunt always carried a cup to drop. It is an odd suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who considered that the idea was out of this world. Remarkably, a cup is the thing to choose.

The Talented Cunt desperately searched for a can of Tango that they sometimes cuddle. It should have been a peculiar exercise, to many, but not to the Cunt, who felt that it was in fact, spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a can of Tango would be the thing that was opted for.

The Talented Cunt wanted a ball that they sometimes eat. This seems to be a fairly original thing to do, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that it was in fact, amazing. You wouldnt have thought, a ball was the chosen item.

The Talented Cunt often carried a set of lego to drop. It should have been an odd activity, to most, but not to the Cunt, who felt it was wonderous. You wouldnt have imagined, a set of lego is the thing that was chosen.

The Talented Cunt craved for a can of Dr Pepper that they liked to rub on his belly. It might have been an astonishing thing to do, to some, but not to the Cunt, who thought that the idea was sublime. A can of Dr Pepper is the thing that was chosen.

The Talented Cunt desperately searched for a bat that they would put in the bath with him. This is certainly an exciting activity, to me and my wife, but not to the Cunt, who thought that this idea is fun. Strangely, a bat is the thing that was chosen.