My Brainy Cunt

My Brainy Cunt often carried a vibrator that they would sometimes annihilate It should be a fairly odd idea, to me and my husband, but not to the Cunt, who had decided it would be magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a vibrator was the item that was chosen.

My Brainy Cunt craved for a bottle of wine that they sometimes put in the bath with him. It should have been a fairly weird and wonderful idea, to my neighbour, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that this idea was breathtaking. A bottle of wine would be the thing that was chosen.

My Brainy Cunt needed a tomato that they would try to balance on their head. It should have been a fairly different thought, to my children, but not to the Cunt, who feels that the idea was exciting. Remarkably, a tomato was the chosen item.

My Brainy Cunt wanted a stretchman to annihilate One might say this is an odd activity, to me and my husband, but not to the Cunt, who thought that this idea was stunning. A stretchman is the thing that was chosen.

My Brainy Cunt wanted a set square that they would occasionally put up their bum. It is a fairly surprising thought, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who felt it was awe-inspring. Who would have thought, a set square of all things.

My Brainy Cunt always had with them a stapler to throw. One might consider this to be a curious undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cunt, who expected that this idea was the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have imagined, a stapler is the thing to choose.