His Adorable Cunt

His Adorable Cunt always had with them a melon that they would sometimes play with. This might appear to be a bizarre proposal, to me and my parents, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that it was in fact, miraculous. Remarkably, a melon would be the chosen thing.

His Adorable Cunt carried a wig that they would often rub on his belly. This seems to be a fairly new exercise, to you, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that the idea was sublime. Who would have thought, a wig was the thing that was chosen.

His Adorable Cunt found a teapot that they would often eat. One might find this to be a new proposal, to everybody you know, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that the idea was awesome. Bizarrely, a teapot of all things.

His Adorable Cunt desperately searched for a Harry Potter wand to try to nail to the wall. It was a peculiar approach to life, to me, but not to the Cunt, who considered that this idea is awesome. Who would have thought, a Harry Potter wand would be the item that was selected.

His Adorable Cunt always carried a piece of paper that they would share. It was a fairly strange thing to do, to some, but not to the Cunt, who assumed it would be exciting. You wouldnt have thought, a piece of paper was the item that was chosen.

His Adorable Cunt wanted a big sponge that they would often play with. This might appear to be a fairly odd suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who considered that the idea was simply life. You wouldnt have imagined, a big sponge having that done to it