- (ebonics translator yo. its hella phat nigga.)
- >be applebloom
- >yo' basically da leader o' da CMC
- >some might think its scoots, but nope.
- >this day, yo' going ta git yo' cutiemarks.
- >all o' you be.
- >"what should we's do this day?" asks sweetie belle.
- >"what HAVENT we's tried?" asks scootaloo.
- pimpz... you know... we's havent had mr. anon he`p us 'bfoe! maybe he could find us uh way!
- >yeah, dis here wuz uh pimp-tight idea!
- >"pimp-tight idea applebloom!" said sweetie belle.
- >yeah, ah know.
- >you an' da CMC head ta anons crib.
- >when you git dere, you feel like youve forgotten somethin` very important...
- >somethin` 'boutmr. anon, but you cant put yo' hoof on it.
- >once you git dere, you knock on his do'.
- >*creaaaaaak*
- >well... thats creepy.
- >"do's open..." says mister anon from inside.
- >yeea mister anon, ah can see dat.
- >you all step inside an' feel uh chill creep around yo' spine.
- shucks mr. anon, how come you all up an' gots yer crib all cold an' such?
- >"ah like da cold. uh lot bettah than it being hot in muh motha fuckin opinion." he said.
- >his voice wuz coming from da kitchen.
- >"you know, ah should really git dat lock fixed, anyone could just barge on in like you all just did." >but he said da do' wuz ope- oooooh... he wuz being sarcastic.
- >but, we's didnt know da lock wuz broken... maybe hes just always grumpy.
- >sis always says his temper gets da bettah o' him sometimes.
- >"so why you fillies here? wants some chickn n` corn bread 'n waffles or somethin`?"
- nah, we's came ta see if you could-
- >"COULD he`p US git OUR CUTIE MARKS!" interrupts scootaloo.
- >what uh flank hole.
- >"ah. figured id be hit up like dis here sooner or later... hmmmm.... awww!"
- you gots an idear mr. anon?
- >"why yeea .... ah do...."
- >why did dat sound creepy?
- >soon enough, yo' answer iz given ta you.
- >anon peeps his head around da corner.
- >he has uh really wide smile dat comes across as... well fine ass daaaaaaammm creepy.
- >"ah know how you beotches can git yo' cutiemarks..."
- >soon you begin ta realize dat uh mass o' tentacles... nahh... wait...
- >awww CELESTIA, YOU REMEMBER!
- >anon... anon himself wuz okay an' all.... but... but... he had....
- >MINGERS
- >soon you an' yo' niggas an' you be backed up into uh corner
- >quick... you need ta do somethin` 'bfoe he gets you wif his mingers...
- >....
- SCOOTALOO dis here wuz YER WORST IDEAR YET!
- >"wha-"
- >'bfoe she could say anythin`... you wuz all ensnared in his mingers.
- >only darkness followed.
- >.... >you mus' be wondering... "why iz da story still going along?"
- >well...
- >we's ova reacted...
- >okay... AH ova reacted.
- >turns out anon wuz gonna teach us how ta make chickn n` corn bread 'n waffles an' sheeit.
- >you an' da CMC gots yo' cutiemarks in cooking
- >weird... hadnt yall already done dis here?
- >awww well, you all git ta rub yo' flanks in diamond tiara an' silver spoons faces.
- >this day wuz uh pimp-tight day you reckon in the hood.
- >fo sho nigga

