- >Taking care of your fluffy pony
- >Set out a bowl of water a bowl of fluffy chow
- >"whewe sketti?"
- No spaghetti today
- >"fwuffy wan sketti! fwuffi wan sketti!"
- No spaghetti fluffy! No! Bad fluffy!
- >"fwuffy wan sketti!"
- >It continues to shriek, dumping the contents of its bowls on the floor
- >Oh that's it
- Alright you! It's time for you to go to the bad fluffy room!
- >"no woom! wan sketties!"
- >You grab the fluffy pony and squeeze it in your hand
- >"owies! fwuffy no wan hurties!"
- Too late for that you stupid pony!
- >The bad fluffy room is a specialized torture room you have set up to deal with fluffy ponies that piss you off
- >You start by strapping it down
- >You grab your sheers and start taking off its front leg
- >"owwies! huwrtie bad! pwease no huwrtie! fwuffy each fwuffy chow!"
- Only good fluffies get fluffy chow. Bad fluffies get this.
- >With one last snap you cut off the leg
- >You take it and present it to the fluffy
- If you wanna eat, you can eat this
- >"no, no wanna eat weggie. wan weggie back!"
- If you don't eat that leg I'll cut off the others!
- >"pwease, no eat weggie. no-... AAAAAHHH"
- >With that you severe the next leg
- >The fluffy still hasn't started to eat the leg as you go through taking off the last of its limbs
- >You watch as the fluffy starts to bleed out from the four stumps now where its legs once were
- >Its cries echo through the room as you chuckle maniacally as you prepare to finish the stupid greedy creature off
- >"Hey Anon I just needed to borrow some-..." Your roommate just stands there when he notices what you're doing
- >You stand there for what seems like hours just staring at each other
- >You're standing there in a home made torture room with your pet on a table, cutting off its legs and force-feeding them back to it
- Oh. Hi buddy.
- >"What the hell man? Are you torturing your fluffy pony?"
- Well, I mean- it-... It mouthed off at me!
- >"Oh course it mouthed off at you. It's got the intellect of a three year old!"
- Well... but... I... it...
- >Your at a loss for words, totally dumbfounded by your roommate's words
- >"Listen, its your pet, do what you want with it. But you might wanna cauterize it's stumps if you want it to survive."
- I... uh... thanks.
- >"Whatever. Weirdo. This explains why you go through these things so fast."
- >With that he closes the door and walks away
- >You stand there breathing heavily for a few seconds
- >Door opens again
- >"By the way dude, you got a husband bulge."
- >He points to your pants, noting your engorged boner
- >You are all kinds of fucked up
- >Over on the table, your fluffy pony has started eating its legs while it sobs softly