Her Yellow Cunt

Her Yellow Cunt desperately needed a Harry Potter wand that they would occasionally hug. It was considered to be a fairly funny action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cunt, who expected that this idea is miraculous. You wouldnt have imagined, a Harry Potter wand being the thing opted for.

Her Yellow Cunt often carried a toilet brush that they would occasionally throw. One might say this is a different exercise, to some, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that it was in fact, exciting. You wouldnt have thought, a toilet brush would be the item chosen.

Her Yellow Cunt looked for a pint of cider to drop. It was considered to be a different activity, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that it was in fact, simply life. Who would have imagined, a pint of cider was the item that was chosen.

Her Yellow Cunt always had with them a toilet brush that they would occasionally throw. It is a somewhat surprising undertaking, to you, but not to the Cunt, who expected that this idea was miraculous. Bizarrely, a toilet brush having that done to it

Her Yellow Cunt desperately craved for a cheese grater that they sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. It should have been a curious proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cunt, who expected it was awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a cheese grater is the item to choose.

Her Yellow Cunt always carried a bottle of wine that they liked to put up their bum. One might find this to be a fairly original idea, to my children, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that this idea is fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a bottle of wine was the item that was chosen.