Title:           quality friendship
Author:          froggerhasxbox
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First Edit:      Monday 18th of June 2012 01:40:14 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Monday 18th of June 2012 01:40:14 AM CDT

>live out in the woods>
despite fluffies being a pest. you hardly ever see a herd
>but when you do. you raise hell
>today is a special day
>a herd of at least 30 fluffies has come across your house
>the smartieass friend decided to try and drive you out of the house
>he bucks on your wall trying to get you out
>this isn't okay
>you call your friends over to have some fun killing these fluffies
>while waiting for them to arrive. you go after the smarty
>dum musnta go way o giv big owchies
i was here first
>it starts to puff up it's cheeks
>you grab it by it's head
>the herd doesn't seem to notice
>you take him into your house
so how do you want to die?
>pwease no huwt fwuffy. fwuffy sowwy.
so a slow death of limbs being torn off then they will be crammed into your throat an ass?
>fwuffy sowwy! fwuffy sowwy! fwuffy sowwy fwuffy bad!
that's why i'm gonna kill you
>after doing what you've said you were going to do to him. your friends finally show up.
hey you made it
>three of your friends. one of them has some sort of grenade in his hands
what's that?
>"it's a gas i made just for this occasion."
>fair enough
>all you have to do is trick them into going into your basement
>that should be easy
>you walk over to the herd
>new fwen?
yes i am. who wants spaghetti?
>they start to flip shit and even shit on each other
then follow me to my cave made of nothing but spaghetti
>they buy the whole thing and follow you into your basement
>your friends shut the door behind them.
>whews sgetties
>"here's your fucking sgetties."
>your friend throws the grenade into the basement
>the hiss of it makes the fluffies jump
>one walks into the cloud of gas
>it starts screaming
>it crawls out covered in blisters, skin falling off, coughing up blood
>either the fluffies cover their eyes, run to help it, or shit
>pregnant mares give birth
>in a few hours all the fluffies are falling apart
>all the gas does is make you itch a little
>one fluffy drags it's body over to you
>hu...hugsies?
>you kick it back into the mess
>they eventually all die
>you didn't think that far as to cleaning them up
>fuck