>Be tough Brit Anon.
>No one would ever fuck with you m8.
>Only fuckin idiot Americans tried to bristle you.
>If they did you were always quick to teach 'em what for.
>You were always willin to get dodgy in a few knuckle dusters.
>After flimming the boogly to your flat after that last jammer, you woke up to a find nice jolly richie.
>You've been sent to the world of poenays.
>Thinking that's enough rim ram for the day, you decide to hop out of bed.
>Lu, little soap rain, trim the face so you don't look like one of those bloody Americans.
>Looking at your face in the looking glass you believe it to be just frimmy.
>Walking downstairs you pour yourself a bowl of marshmallow babies.
>Just as you're about to roger out, a knock comes from your door.
>As you open the door you guess who it is that will greet you.
>Who else but Flutternutter?
>"Why, good morning brit anon."
"Wot ya want? I got a tigger to be at."
>O-Oh...well I was just wondering if um, freedom is your fetish?
>As she turns around you get a clear look at her arse, painted red,white, and blue.
>You begin visibly shaking from rage as she turns back around with a hopeful look on her face.
"You think your some chuckling sammy is that it? I'll bash you dead, I swear on me mum."
>Clearly frightened by your threats, Flutternutter tries to back out.
>"Sorry anon, I'll just um-"
>Not even giving her a chance to finish that sentence, you hook her right in the gabber.
>A sense of satisfaction washes over you as she begins crying and flimmers away.
>A little blood, first thing in the morning is always lovely.
>Not a few seconds later, Flutternutter comes back with Twalot in tow.
>"Anon! how could you do something like hit Fluttershy? I demand you apologize to her right now!"
"OI! You want some of this then too Twalot?"
>Not even giving her time to react, you headbutt Twalot knocking her lights out.
"Not so bright and breezy now eh?"
>You ignore the stab wound from headbutting a horned horse because you are tough as fokken nails m8.
>For attacking her student, the princess descends from the sky to confront you.
>Anonymous, for the assault of my student I am hereby placing you under arrest! Surrender now or face the consequences!
"You want some o' this then sunshine? YOU WANT IT?"
>Taking a chance, you run right at her expecting to make the first hit.
>Before you even get close enough to hit her, you see a flash from her horn and get knocked unconscious.
>When you wake up, you find yourself on the moon.
>You're fine of course because only nancies need oxygen.
>However you are still trapped on the moon.
>You're marshmallow babies are going to be soggy when you get back.
"BLOODY POENAYS!"