The Colourful Cunt

The Colourful Cunt had a pen that they would sometimes experiment on. It should have been an extraordinary idea, to my neighbour, but not to the Cunt, who expected that the idea was fun. Remarkably, a pen having that done to it

The Colourful Cunt desperately wanted a porno magazine that they would often worship. This seems a new exercise, to my grandma, but not to the Cunt, who thought that this idea is awesome. Bizarrely, a porno magazine is the item to opt for.

The Colourful Cunt always kept a ball that they liked to try to balance on their head. It might have been a somewhat surprising idea, to you, but not to the Cunt, who expected that the idea was epic. Who would have thought, a ball would be the item chosen.

The Colourful Cunt craved for a cup that they would often break. It was a weird and wonderful proposal, to my neighbour, but not to the Cunt, who considered that this idea was awesome. You wouldnt have imagined, a cup was the chosen thing.

The Colourful Cunt needed a sword that they would often put up their bum. It might be a fairly curious operation, to me and my children, but not to the Cunt, who thinks that this idea was sublime. Remarkably, a sword is the item to opt for.

The Colourful Cunt desperately wanted a wig that they would sometimes sit and look at. This is certainly a fairly funny operation, to many, but not to the Cunt, who had decided that it was in fact, fun. Bizarrely, a wig is the item to select.