His Tired Cunt

His Tired Cunt desperately desired a bag of poop that they would sleep with. One might say this is a curious activity, to me, but not to the Cunt, who felt that the idea was entertaining. Remarkably, a bag of poop was the item that was opted for.

His Tired Cunt often carried a can of Tango that they would throw. This seems a bizarre thing to do, to you and me, but not to the Cunt, who expected that the idea was miraculous. You wouldnt have imagined, a can of Tango was the item that was opted for.

His Tired Cunt searched for a bat that they would sit and look at. It might be a fairly peculiar operation, to me, but not to the Cunt, who felt it was out of this world. Who would have thought, a bat is the thing to select.

His Tired Cunt often carried a cup that they liked to put in the bath with him. One might find this to be a fairly curious thought, to many, but not to the Cunt, who expected that this idea was awesome. Bizarrely, a cup is the item to opt for.

His Tired Cunt always had with them a bottle of beer that they would often share. This seems a new approach to life, to me and my children, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, wonderful. Strangely, a bottle of beer would be the chosen thing.

His Tired Cunt needed a set of lego that they liked to drop. One might find this to be a surprising action, to me, but not to the Cunt, who thought that this idea is simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a set of lego was the thing that was selected.