His Depressed Cunt

His Depressed Cunt carried a little monkey that they sometimes hug. It is a fairly strange suggestion, to my children, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that the idea was sublime. Bizarrely, a little monkey was the thing that was chosen.

His Depressed Cunt owned a bottle of wine to sleep with. One might say this is a fairly extraordinary approach to life, to many, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was wonderful. You wouldnt have thought, a bottle of wine would be the thing that was opted for.

His Depressed Cunt found a pint of cider that they sometimes try to balance on their head. One might say this is an astonishing suggestion, to most, but not to the Cunt, who felt that this idea was epic. Honestly, a pint of cider is the item to choose.

His Depressed Cunt craved for a pint of beer that they would sometimes experiment on. It was a fairly strange suggestion, to me and my wife, but not to the Cunt, who feels it would be entertaining. A pint of beer is the thing that was chosen.

His Depressed Cunt desperately desired a can of Tango that they would annihilate It would have been a surprising exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Cunt, who considered that it was in fact, amazing. Bizarrely, a can of Tango having that done to it

His Depressed Cunt desperately craved for a piece of paper that they would try to nail to the wall. It might be a fairly weird exercise, to me and my children, but not to the Cunt, who thought that this idea is entertaining. Who would have imagined, a piece of paper being the chosen thing.