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- Author: fucking douche (Yes, that's what he put as his name.)
- >be me, just bought a fluffy pony
- >shes yellow with a pinkish mane, and shes a pegasus
- >she always seems shy, which is un-like fluffy ponies
- >she likes to hide/sleep in small places
- >one day a buddy of mine comes over
- >as soon as my pony sees him she runs away screaming "hewp! hewp! daddy! no lik scawy man!"
- >she runs into the kitchen
- >me and my friend are frantically looking for her
- >"shes probably in one of the cabients, shell come out when she wants too."
- >couple of hours later, me and my friend eat a fine dinner of spaghetti
- >were suprised when my fluffy pony dosent come out of hiding due to the smell of the spaghetti
- >oh well
- >we put the rest of the spaghetti in the garbage disposal
- >turn it on and go into the next room
- >couple of seconds later we hear screams and squeels of pain
- >run into the kitchen
- >fluffy pony tried to slide itself into the garbage disposal to get the spaghetti
- >pull it out by the tail
- >its face was torn off
- >its hoofs have been shredded down to the stubs
- >pick it up as gentally as possible
- >put it on the counter
- >my friend spilled some salt earlier on, and i put her RIGHT on the salt
- >goddamit
- >"shes crying, saying "wanted s*gurgle*kellies! *gurgle*wanted sbbletties!"
- >shes not to effective at speaking while choking on blood and salt in her wounds
- >shes not going to make it, and the only thing i can think of is to put it back in the garbage disposal
- >force her back in
- >turn it on, she starts screaming again
- >this goes on for about 3 minutes before she dies.
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riveting tale, chap
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