A Weary Cunt

A Weary Cunt had a stapler that they would annihilate This seems to be a fairly different thing to do, to some, but not to the Cunt, who felt that this idea was fun. Honestly, a stapler being the chosen thing.

A Weary Cunt desperately craved for a sack of potatoes to sit and look at. One might find this to be a fairly odd thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cunt, who assumed it would be breathtaking. A sack of potatoes would be the item that was opted for.

A Weary Cunt carried a sack of potatoes that they liked to rub on his belly. It was an unusual action, to my dad, but not to the Cunt, who thought it was epic. Bizarrely, a sack of potatoes being the thing opted for.

A Weary Cunt desperately looked for a cucumber to demolish. It is considered to be a fairly astonishing approach to life, to my neighbour, but not to the Cunt, who felt that this idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have thought, a cucumber was the chosen item.

A Weary Cunt desired a pen that they would occasionally demolish. It would be a fairly weird and wonderful approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who felt that it was in fact, simply life. Honestly, a pen is the item that was chosen.

A Weary Cunt carried a set of lego that they liked to insert somewhere. It is considered to be a fairly weird activity, to my dad, but not to the Cunt, who expected that the idea was breathtaking. A set of lego was the chosen thing.