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| Yeoseo #1163944 3 months ago |
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| Dramatic_spoon #1163963 3 months ago |
http://www.fohguild.org/forums/attachments/millies-movie-house/180407d1314115307-hellraiser-wtf_picard-468x.jpg |
| Yeoseo #1163965 3 months ago |
Are fluffy ponies the MLP equivalent to Yukkuries? |
| Dramatic_spoon #1163966 3 months ago |
feck, wrong way.
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| Saint_Braeburn #1164000 3 months ago |
weggie? The hell? |
| Saint_Braeburn #1164004 3 months ago |
Oh
Weggie = Leggie = legs now i get it. |
| Anonymous #1164033 3 months ago |
OMG i fucking posted that
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| Anonymous #1164040 3 months ago |
It must be delicious to eat a fluffy pony, but only if it screams in pain |
| Saint_Braeburn #1164044 3 months ago |
^^ "Weggie"? Even baby talk has limits man. |
| Anonymous #1164049 3 months ago |
Weggie or weggy seams about right to me. |
| Altuzee #1164082 3 months ago |
i know weggie was stupid i just fucking hate fluffys and they remind of fucking carebears and goddamn i squelled with glee when i slit the thorat of a carebear when i was 10 |
| peony #1164154 3 months ago |
Yeoseo - Yes, Yukkuries or Jissousekis |
| Anonymous #1165828 3 months ago |
Too dumb; didn't read. |
| Anonymous #1165914 3 months ago |
Internet-virgin-anon, it's you. |
| Anonymous #1167457 3 months ago |
^^ anon above is spam. |
| DandyMan #1170593 3 months ago |
@
Altuzee you got some problems |
| lordanubis #1216247 3 months ago |
OBJECTION! Fluffies don't eat meat. Like, ever |
| Anonymous #1216386 3 months ago |
>Shortly after your return to your house, you're hit on the back of your head.
> When you wake up, you find yourself bound and gagged in the kitchen. > You look up and see a sexy and full-featured woman in a skimpy outfit cooking two steaming pots at the stove, with several others on your table. > "Hey there, handsome," she giggles. "Names Darla. What's yours?" > You mumble incoherent words behind the gag, thoroughly confused about your situation. > "Yeah, yeah, yeah...who gives a sh*t..." she scoffs as she comes over and she strips your outer shirt off. > She then places a metal drainage bowl on you almost bare back, goes to the stove and back with one of the pots, and empties the contents on you: four+ gallons of boiling water and spaghetti. > Your skin burns like hell, giving birth to blisters and boils. > She kneels down your side, lifts up the drainage bowl, then rips off your undershirt, peeling off raw skin in the process. > She then grabs a container full of salt and douses it all over your freshly peeled flesh, stinging your torso all around. > She grabs a second pot and pours just as hot vegetarian tomato sauce over you, re-burning your skinned torso. > She then dumps the drainage bowl on you, pouring and sticking the spaghetti onto your body. > You finally manage to chew through the gag. > "YOU CRAZY BITCH!" you scream at her. "YOU'RE NOT ACTUALLY THINKING ABOUT FEEDING ME TO THE FLUFFIES ARE YOU?!" > Darla just laughs coldly at you. > "Ov cowse nowt, woo silly willy!" she mockingly baby-speaks, pinching your cheek. "Meat's not always good for fluffy ponies in general. I was just going for partial poetic justice." > And with that, she lifts you up,carries you to an oven she's preheated to the max temperature, opens it, and shoves you in. > As you slowly begin to feel the heat, she walks away to the sink and begins to clean the sauce and pasta off. > You'd be so turned on by now if you weren't beginning to bake in the oven. > She looks back at you and, apparently not pleased by the oven's progress, she opens the oven again. > She pulls out a matchbox, sets your messed-up hair on fire, and then shuts the oven door again. > Your screams are muffled as you now burn in intense pain as you're roasted alive. > You burn for what seems like an eternity before your life ends. > After Darla sees your dead through the window, she puts out the fire with an extinguisher. > She finds her way to the warehouse, using your car, cleans up the fluffy ponies, and feeds them the spaghetti she cooked in your kitchen earlier. > She also gives a PROPER burial for the recently deceased fluffy, shedding tears of blood as she does so. > She then gives an anonymous call to the FPPA. > Though they are no longer capable of confronting abusers, they're still able to take care of strays and at least find decent living places for them. > She rides off into the sunset before they arrive at the warehouse. > LIFE IS F***ING GOOD. |
| Anonymous #1413718 1 month ago |
>1216386
I agree, much nicer one |
| Anonymous #1428378 1 month ago |
386-After reading this all people can know...
1.You arent good looking like your fake persona you put in your story, in fact your unbearable to look at 2.You think anything that is cute should never be harmed, no mater what it is 3.You watched TONS of my little pony/carebear/retarted crap while growing up 4.You only pay atention to what happens to the "Cute" abomintations, not caring if they are selfish little shits that will use you and anyone who is to stupid to kill them 5.You still belive FFPA was good? really? BUT! ignoring EVERYTHING you wrote, the story is not that great, if the fluffy did something truely horrible like kill someone that wasnt spending every moment of its time feeding it, then thats when you torment it, otherwise your a horrible person |
| Anonymous #1428387 1 month ago |
And now that i reread what i posted, i only have 3 things to say;
1-if you dont like it dont click it, simple as that 2-dont argue with the trolls 3-NEVER EVER rant at 2 in the morning like i did, you wont be able to think straight and will not make anysense I need some sleep, oh dear god why wont the voices let me sleep?!!!???!!!! |