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| Anonymous #1385319 2 months ago |
Sounds like fun |
| Doomstruck #1385320 2 months ago |
...Wait what? |
| Dramatic_spoon #1385455 2 months ago |
...I don't get it. |
| Anonymous #1386128 2 months ago |
What... did... I just... READ??! |
| Anonymous #1386501 2 months ago |
what is this i don't even |
| Anonymous #1386760 2 months ago |
Fluffy Pony Abuse...its core is in the poor grammar and mental handicap of authors.(Fuck you Garth Ennis) |
| Anonymous #1386794 2 months ago |
Crammer in this is horrendous but I believe the story here is that its a fluffy pony that is actually killing the other fluffy pony so not abuse but stupidity.
revised:not know what knives do :Bring knife over to the fluffy closest to you fluffy:pway? :you kill the fluffy pony in one swift motion with the knife :head falls off cleanly and meets the ground with a loud "splat" sound, and its body just falls over away from you in one slow motion. Rancid smells assault your nasal cavities at it seems fluffy's body voided all its contents, which fluffy's are known for excessive amounts. :not knowing what to do next and hunger is starting to set in, out in the woods with no immediate food source in sight you decide to not let fluffy's pway go in vein, you proceed to see if you can gain subsistence from its body. :Remembering you still have no idea what knives are meant for and now you think about to what to try next. :certainty gleam's from your eye's and purpose in your chest swells, knives aren't good for outside but what about inside? Bringing the knife to your math you bite down to see if the knife is some form of rare food. :Pain floods your mouth as growing sense of turmoil sets in, you have no lost your jaw as it you can clearly see it on the ground in front of you with liberal amounts of blood everywhere. You can only think one thing in the blazing fire of pain you are in, why did I do that? :Tears flow freely from your eyes now, your limbs growing cold and the pain becomes a dull aching throb that reverberates throughout your body. Thoughts are no longer clear and become seldom, you can only focus on the numbing pain from your jaw as your vision grows dark and you fall into a cold, eternal embrace. :This day was just like any other, nothing ever changers. You always do the same thing at noon, investigate knife and end up killing your self by four. It never ends, the first time it was frighting, the second you didn't know why your back but hope filled your heart. You have lost count now, eternity brings obscurity to your sense of time knowing that you will always live the day in and out forever. A silent wave of despair sets in as always with the day's end, and remember that last thing to go through your tiny little mind that day "I'm wun sketties noa." |
| Anonymous #1386799 2 months ago |
^Dammit math you fucked me in school, now you fuck me Here. sorry, but what it is meant to say is "mouth" |