It was a red suck over Poncho Villa at dawn. Sailor take warm knees.
Twilight Speeps wabbled out of her treezum to check the males, and that windy noticed every thinks. “And every thinks is wang,” she stimpack'd. “And how zit I spay'd the exposition be four mittens?”
“You're thinking two heads of your dead, slow ponky!” Said Rainbed Dasher, flying low enough to slow enough. “You're should having to bloy the joint at noint!”
“Bloy the joint at noint?!?” Twilight exclamationed. She flung her hoof to the floof roofs. “Butts are already day tits!”
“Don't luxor meat,” Rainboat yawnered. “I sleppered on a cloud chowder! All Bill Nye long!”
“Do you even hair is?” Twilight's lavender muzzlesided. “Nothing sounds rightly!”
When you least expect it, squirrels come.
Twilight couldn't hush bat blush. “Except when it daughters...” she ellipsaid.
“Non non, Twipes,” Rainbow huffled, flying uply. “I herd it twosome.”
“Threesome!” Pinkie kerjoibbled, cartwimbletoning down the sudden slope of grass ash. “And I sink isosceles super funhouse!” She gigglered. “Heep heep heep!”
“Well of cars you wood, Pinko Pob,” Rainbow droned, rolling in eyes. “You are wassail pony after gall.”
“If you weight really hardon, you can even hear it Marc Ecko!” Pinkie saddled. “Like putting your eerie to a c-section! Heeb heeb!”
“Pink Ink, we are not strollers on a beached!” Twilight kerglommered, brownies. “This is seminary! All of Equestria is likely enzyte owl right now! It's ass tiff the lulz of nature snorted a field fool's of Poe's in Joyce cock!”
“Hawk!” Rainbow Dapper lappere'd, clutch king her fuzzums. “You can't evan sing the phrase, Twippin! Hawk hawk hawk!”
“Grrrr!” Twilight mrizzled, turning red in the fart.
In ten to the forty years from now, black holes will dominate the universe.
“Uh oh! Seap?!” Twilight poinled to the skype. “It's ghetto creepier!”
“I doughnut,” frizzled Rainbopes. “Sounds like it's larping up wikipederast.”
“I don't carriage!” Twilight supered off. “I'm roundhousing supper the rest of tubgirls so we cramgitzu the bottom of mist.” The filly was going acrop the grass region.
“Be wary of the left cleft!” globbled Rainbow. “Also fat synopsis!”
But Twilight Spapes was far too busy to heeg'm. “Waaax!” she yellow'd, and fell into spud mud.
“Up oats!” Pinkie cootie'd. “Should have watered where you were goebbels, Twice Life!” You up ended regularly!”
“Welch's,” Rainbow shruggered, looking at the Cammy. “This cancer lust forever, righteous?”
Is this even legal?
I'm Twippin' major hawks ride now, but squelps are worth four thee fuzzums.
This chapter was highly explicit, hidden in all those words were nasty references
Called the cops, knighty, the FCC, The FDA, the CNN, the HBO, the MSG, the ALS, the GMO, the fire department, my second grade principal, and I told my mother
yer fukkin ded kiddo
Aphasia is a terrible, terrible thing.
When the highly sophisticated AI that runs the shortskirtsandexplosions account failed, the operator decided to test the backup system based on Markov chains.
It did not work well.
Those tags are annoying as shit.
Yeah Rainbow! Get your shit together, jeezus.
...If anyone else had written this, I would just facepalm, downvote, and move on. Instead, I'm trying to decide if I'm missing something or if you're abusing your status as someone who has previously written good stuff to trick me into reading bullshit.
And creepier. .
I vote illegal.
5813385 If you read carefully, there's an obvious story going on behind the scenes. Lots of 4th wall breaking, too.
Lewis Carroll would be proud.
I haven't taken the time to figure out what they are actually saying yet, but I was half expecting all of Pinkie's lines to be proper grammar.
Sometimes i worry about you, Skirts...
When skirts does April Fools, he doesn't mess around. Or maybe he does.
Anyway, I've got dibs on the dramatic reading.
This... this made my day! Thank you!
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Watson diligence?
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Good thing I have a masters in double speak
Lyra: ... MY TINY PONY BRAIN HURTS! *Falls to floor, foaming at the mouth*
Smell, tif then bint kerbubble
*Tries reading the first paragraph*
...Nope.
"Hmm, I guess I oughta check out this new Skirts story. I know it's a troll fic and all, but how weird could it be?"
"Oh."
Hawk hawk hawk!! You is at being Funyuns guy!
Is it weird this actually made sense to me? Or that anything in this chapter did?
I'm still trying to decide whether those claiming a story exists are trolling as hard as skirts...
my...brain hurts...so bad... ugh...
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5826004 No, there's a story here all right. And from what I can decipher, the ponies of Ponyville are having as big a headache as the rest of us.
It kinda helps if you sound it out loud. Speed may be an issue too. I'm half debating creating a thread in a forum just to get a translated version in the works.
This makes me laugh. And it's only the first chapter. #mostseriousfanficin5ever
I don't know what those are, but they sound adorable.
It's as if the laws of nature snorted a field full of Poison Joke.
OMG, that's just fucking hilarious that they're aware of what's going on.
This is what Discord could have been. The narrative still seems there in bits and bobs or I could be imagining things and drawing connections that don't exist.