Troubled Cunt

Troubled Cunt craved for a bottle of wine that they would sometimes hug. This seems a fairly peculiar thing to do, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cunt, who assumed it was epic. You wouldnt have thought, a bottle of wine was the item that was opted for.

Troubled Cunt desired a chocolate bar that they sometimes drop. It was considered to be an exciting approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cunt, who thought that this idea is simply life. A chocolate bar being the chosen item.

Troubled Cunt searched for a melon that they sometimes throw. It might have been a fairly different thing to do, to you and me, but not to the Cunt, who thought that the idea was exciting. Who would have thought, a melon would be the item that was opted for.

Troubled Cunt always had with them a custard pie that they would play with. This might appear to be a fairly original undertaking, to me, but not to the Cunt, who considered that it was in fact, stunning. Bizarrely, a custard pie was the item that was selected.

Troubled Cunt found a tomato that they liked to worship. One might say this is an odd proposal, to you, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that this idea is wonderous. You wouldnt have thought, a tomato was the thing that was chosen.

Troubled Cunt owned a bottle of beer that they would sometimes share. It would have been an original approach to life, to my children, but not to the Cunt, who considered that it was in fact, awesome. Who would have imagined, a bottle of beer is the item that was chosen.