Title:           I love Fluffy Ponies
Author:          BallsOfFluff
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/8TM0gGST
First Edit:      Monday 30th of April 2012 11:14:26 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Monday 30th of April 2012 11:14:26 PM CDT

My friends, it has often been said that I like fluffy pony . My friends, I like fluffy pony  . No, friends, I LOVE fluffy ponies! I love reading about fluffy ponies. I love  writing  about fluffy ponies. I love domesticated fluffies. I love feral fluffies. I love fluffy ponies playing in prairies, as road kill in streets, abused in alleyways, grazing in grasslands,   frozen to death on frigid tundras,sleeping in their safe rooms, gliding through the air, I love every  single fluffy pony  that exists upon this Earth! I love it when strays are blown to smithereens with M-80 spaghetti traps. My heart leaps with joy whenever a fluffy  is taken high into the air and  ripped to pieces by a bird of prey! There is nothing like an eagle  using it's talons to rip open a pregnant mare. That feeling when a fluffy runs screaming from a "munsta"  only to be snatched up and brutally killed is such and exquisite feeling.
 
Like when angry or sadistic owners brandish their sorry stick. It moves me deeply to read about  a  young foal  hugging the still chest of it's long-dead mother over and over.Fluffy unicorns  being strung up from meat hooks is an irresistible pleasure.There is nothing more arousing then sounds of foals  screaming in agony, as they are  engulfed in flames!
 
When a herd of pitiful ferals makes a final stand  armed with nothing but marshmallow hooves  and blunt teeth, only to have their smarty friend torn to bloody pieces limb by limb , I am in ecstasy. I love it when Pegasus are burned alive by  desperate hobos in need of heat. It's so sad to see fluffy ponies that  had an hour before frolicked in the sun being skinned alive, their young and old beaten with lead pipes. I love it when a fluffy family is squashed under the wheels on an uncaring automobile.
 
The hell they endure crawling around like vermin in the dumps, ducking behind the trash  piles whenever a shadow looms near. Gentlemen, all I ask for are fluffy ponies Fluffy ponies so adorable and stupid as to make /mlp/ itself tremble. Gentlemen, I ask you what is it you really want? Do you wish for fluffies as I do?  Fluffy ponies whose lives are filled with  spaghetti and sorry-sticks? Do ask for a herd of fluff to sweep in like a tempest, leaving not a single noodle to spaghetti to be scavenged from this earth!?
Very well. Then fluffy ponies are what you shall have. They are a tragically small group, ready to read any tale of fluffy ponies. But, after enduring so many reposts , for us, a simple, ordinary story will no longer be sufficient. We need a massive wave of new stories!, a wave of new posts beyond any other that /mlp/'s history has ever known!
 
We are but a single group of posters, numbering less than a thousand strong. However, I believe that one of you anons is equal to a thousand of their sickly, soft newfags! We represent a force that could easily make a thread with over a  million and one tales! It is time for us to awake, to begin writing and reading about fluffy ponies screaming  once again,and not give a single fuck for what haters say. Let's drag them out of their cages by the mane, and remind  ourselves of what we are! We will remind ourselves and everyone of what it feels like to no longer live in fear of endless copypasta. We will remind them of the sound our fingers make against the keyboards. We will remind them that there are more things between fluffy ponies and Human cruelty then are dreamt of in their philosophy.
 
Our threads  will continue to populate this board until the very world has burned  to ash. Yes, my friends, soon,the images of our stories will illuminate many computer monitors under the night sky. I have brought you all more stories just as I promised I would. More of your favorite type more of our beloved fluffies!  Attention all readers and writers of fluffy pony stories, this is a message from Sturmbannführer : Friends, let's bring them Fluff