- >Day of the Queen in Equestria.
- >Wake up feeling like shit.
- >Roll out of bed.
- >Hit floor.
- >Attempt the dinosaur.
- >Fail miserably.
- >Roll out to the kitchen.
- >Pour yourself something from what feels like a cereal box.
- >You don't even look up.
- >Pour it on the floor.
- >You don't care.
- >Fluttershy cleans this shit daily anyway.
- >Just one of her many attempts to get in your pants.
- >Hear light squishing sounds coming from the door.
- >How do these ponies get anything done with their fucking marshmallow bodies?
- >Roll your way to the door.
- >Reach up and scratch at the handle until you somehow miraculously get it to open.
- >Look up from your apathy-burrito state.
- >It's fucking Sunlight Timid.
- >And she's wearing some dumb flatcap.
- >She looks like a 1920's paperboy.
- >"Wot are you lookin at, innit?"
- >You just stare at her.
- >"Oy, it's 7 bong alretty."
- >You sigh.
- >You just wanted to be a fucking log today.
- Fluttershy. What are you doing?
- >"I 'eard you've been lookin' at my bird, mate."
- I... don't even...
- >"Right-o, then. Fancy a shag?"
- >You don't even care enough to slam the door in her face.
- >You simply roll away, back into your home.
- No Fluttershy. The time when all the Americans are going to sleep in not my fetish.
- >Fucking Flutterbrit
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