>be you
>have huge bitch gf (feminist too)
>living together in your house
>she cheats on you and basically walks all over you
>she says you have an 'open relationship'
>threw a total shit fit when she found a female name in your contacts
>be today
>you are watch tv
>she comes into house with a tall black guy, says they are 'friends' go to her room
>her room
>you sleep in another room because you hate her so
>she'll find a way to bleed you dry of cash if you kick her out
>alimony
>deal with it
>hope she leaves you
>at least you have your show
>My Little Aircraft: Warfare is Tactical
>your favorite planepony is Boeing 747. She is called Boeing by her friends
>these adorkable planeponies kept you sane
>they were one of the only lights in your dark life
>the other was your fedora collection
>But it was sold by bitchgf
>back to the episode
>predator drone pony has just showed up
>all the planeponies are hiding from her
>your gf comes out and you switch to some other stupid show
>your gf tells you that she's pregnant
>shes naming you as the father
>you hadnt had sex with her for over a year
>you get mad tell her to leave
>she refuses
>throw her out of the house
>shes gone for a couple days
>you are out one night and look up at the sky
>a plane is flying overhead
>you kek to yourself, only you understanding the symbolism planes have to you
>you start think about Boeing
>multiverse theory
>you feel happy for a few seconds before you have a feely crash
>the long country road stretches out into the horizon your house was still nearby, just not near the road
>you walk back home
>the next morning
>get a letter, gf is suing you for rape, domestic abuse, assault, battery, and for alimony+child support, the house and both your cars
>burn the letter
>you go to banks and withdraw all of your money from all your accounts
>buy 5 gallons of gasoline
>wait until night
>you wanted to see it shine
>out on the country road you see another plane