Their Big Cunt

Their Big Cunt always carried a bag of flour that they would sometimes rub on his belly. It should have been a weird suggestion, to you, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that the idea was wonderful. You wouldnt have thought, a bag of flour would be the item chosen.

Their Big Cunt found a teapot that they would sometimes embrace. It would be an exciting action, to me and my parents, but not to the Cunt, who had decided it would be simply life. Who would have imagined, a teapot being the thing opted for.

Their Big Cunt had a hat to sleep with. One might say this is a fairly unusual approach to life, to me and my children, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that the idea was magnificent. Who would have imagined, a hat was the thing that was selected.

Their Big Cunt always carried a bat to hug. It would have been an extraordinary suggestion, to my dad, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that it was in fact, simply life. Honestly, a bat was the chosen thing.

Their Big Cunt looked for a block of cheese that they would watch for 10 minutes every morning. It is considered to be a fairly original undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was fun. Who would have imagined, a block of cheese would be the item chosen.

Their Big Cunt owned a set square that they would sometimes annihilate It is considered to be an astonishing undertaking, to me, but not to the Cunt, who considered that this idea was sublime. Remarkably, a set square was the thing that was opted for.