His Energetic Cunt

His Energetic Cunt looked for a computer to put down their trousers. One might say this is a weird thought, to me and my children, but not to the Cunt, who expected that it was in fact, epic. You wouldnt have imagined, a computer is the item to select.

His Energetic Cunt always carried a pint of beer that they would sometimes put up their bum. It might be a strange proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was awesome. Remarkably, a pint of beer being the item opted for.

His Energetic Cunt always had with them a melon that they would occasionally rub on his belly. One might say this is a surprising operation, to some, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that this idea is amazing. You wouldnt have thought, a melon being the item selected.

His Energetic Cunt desperately needed a cup that they would often watch for 10 minutes every morning. This might appear to be a fairly unusual thought, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that this idea is spectacular. Who would have imagined, a cup was the item that was chosen.

His Energetic Cunt looked for a bag of flour to sit and look at. It would be a fairly surprising thought, to me and my children, but not to the Cunt, who thought that it was in fact, sublime. Honestly, a bag of flour was the thing that was chosen.

His Energetic Cunt searched for a spade to worship. This is certainly a new activity, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cunt, who had decided it would be sublime. You wouldnt have thought, a spade was the chosen item.