Their Angry Cunt

Their Angry Cunt desperately craved for a bag of flour that they would occasionally sit and look at. This seems to be a fairly strange undertaking, to most, but not to the Cunt, who felt that this idea was epic. You wouldnt have thought, a bag of flour is the thing to opt for.

Their Angry Cunt desperately needed a melon that they would sometimes worship. One might say this is a fairly odd activity, to you and me, but not to the Cunt, who expected that this idea was awesome. You wouldnt have imagined, a melon being the chosen thing.

Their Angry Cunt owned a helmet that they would often experiment on. It might have been a weird thought, to my neighbour, but not to the Cunt, who expected that the idea was the most awesome idea. Bizarrely, a helmet was the item that was chosen.

Their Angry Cunt had a piece of paper that they would occasionally smash. One might consider this to be a fairly exciting proposal, to my grandpa, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that the idea was the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a piece of paper is the item to opt for.

Their Angry Cunt looked for a tomato that they would occasionally sit and look at. This might appear to be an unusual approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that it was in fact, exciting. Who would have thought, a tomato being the chosen thing.

Their Angry Cunt always carried a set of lego that they would sometimes sit and look at. It would be an extraordinary exercise, to most, but not to the Cunt, who thinks it was miraculous. Honestly, a set of lego was the thing that was chosen.