>Be fluffy pony owner
>You're watching TV
>Fluffy pony walks into the room, dragging your MP3 player behind him
"Hey, fluffy. What'cha doin' with my iPod?"
>Fluffy pony doesn't say anything, just struggles with his fluffy little leggies to start a song on your iPod
>After a while, your iPod starts bumping the instrumental beat from, "Yonkers" by Tyler, the Creator
>Fluffy pony turns around to you
>"Yo, ugh..."
>The beat rocks on
>"Daddy daddy save me fwom dese baddies, cause I ain'/
>twyin'a haf' dese fwuffy wadies twyin'a gwab me in my baggie/
>Fwuffy pony gunna finawy wap, b. 'cuz I don'/
>cundone dat ovew ponies twies at wap is sappy. Ask I wanna/
>take a nap, da answa's no. I head wheweva sketties go. Da/
>pony kno's da pony code is huggies, sketties, nuhfin' mo'/
>Dam, dis' fwuffy's in da zone. And dam, ya fwank is ovabwown, dis/
>mawe has ga' me makin' so much cweam I nee' a waffuw cone./
>Ta' me to da pawk so I can pway wi' ponies wike me,/
>If I can wap wike dis , dey' wanna see me onna mic, see?/
>The beat drops
>Fluffy pony gets three days in the sorry box for playing with your iPod
>Freestyling fluffy pony becomes an internet sensation
>Fluffy pony drowns in swag