Lucky Cunt

Lucky Cunt looked for a hat that they sometimes demolish. This is certainly a new exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cunt, who thought it would be out of this world. Who would have thought, a hat was the thing that was chosen.

Lucky Cunt desperately craved for a set square that they sometimes worship. It would be a fairly strange proposal, to me and my wife, but not to the Cunt, who had come to the conclusion it was the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have thought, a set square would be the thing that was selected.

Lucky Cunt found a mug that they would often put on his head. It was considered to be a fairly odd exercise, to my neighbour, but not to the Cunt, who felt that the idea was epic. Honestly, a mug is the item that was chosen.

Lucky Cunt often carried a block of cheese that they would sometimes put down their trousers. This seems a fairly new idea, to you, but not to the Cunt, who assumed it was epic. Strangely, a block of cheese was the item that was opted for.

Lucky Cunt wanted a bat that they sometimes rub on his belly. This is certainly a fairly exciting activity, to me and my parents, but not to the Cunt, who assumed that the idea was exciting. You wouldnt have thought, a bat would be the item chosen.

Lucky Cunt craved for a bat that they would occasionally watch for 10 minutes every morning. This might appear to be an extraordinary approach to life, to most, but not to the Cunt, who considered that this idea is simply life. Who would have thought, a bat would be the item chosen.