The Gentle Cunt

The Gentle Cunt often carried a painting of a melon that they would drop. This seems a fairly weird idea, to my mum, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was awe-inspring. A painting of a melon was the item that was chosen.

The Gentle Cunt often carried a tomato that they would occasionally drop. This is certainly an exciting operation, to me, but not to the Cunt, who expected that this idea was wonderous. Honestly, a tomato being the chosen thing.

The Gentle Cunt owned a magic 8 ball that they sometimes try to nail to the wall. It is a different action, to most, but not to the Cunt, who feels that the idea was spectacular. Strangely, a magic 8 ball having that done to it

The Gentle Cunt desperately searched for a little monkey that they liked to share. It might be a fairly odd activity, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that the idea was the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a little monkey was the item that was chosen.

The Gentle Cunt desperately wanted a can of Tango that they liked to sit and look at. It should have been a fairly new operation, to me and my husband, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that this idea was entertaining. Who would have imagined, a can of Tango being the item selected.

The Gentle Cunt often carried a melon that they liked to worship. This seems to be a new exercise, to my grandpa, but not to the Cunt, who feels that this idea is spectacular. Strangely, a melon is the thing to select.