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- >>18211553
- >You patiently wait in line, looking over the menu.
- >Debating if you should go for a fish burrito or a chicken taco.
- >Definitely not a tofu gordita, you're certainly not a cunt.
- >That position is already taken by that colorful maned bitch.
- >Speaking of which, she passes you by.
- >With that tofu gordita you mentioned moments ago.
- >"Oh... Hey, Anon. Just... getting some energy for... yeah."
- >She runs off, munching down on her meal fit for a cunt.
- >Man, how Sweetie took over the restaurant business, you'll never know.
- >First is starting a small stand from that damn filly is now a multimillionaire with her restaurant at every fucking city imaginable.
- >Shit, there's even one out in Aphlelooza and even that one's making some good business.
- >"N-next!"
- >You snap out of it and walk over to the counter to see a yellow Pegasus wearing a black T-Shirt.
- >"O-oh, hi Anon. The usual?"
- "Yeah, I'll just have the chicken burrito and head off."
- >"Alright, that will be 2 bits, please."
- >You reach into your right pocket and feel nothing in it.
- "Shit, hold on."
- >The fast-food slave gives off a sly smile.
- >"You know, you can pay back by giving -me- a meal, Anon."
- >You dig your hands in your back pockets, trying to feel 2 fucking metal circles.
- "No, you always keep on mentioning that offer when I come here and I always pay up... that is, in bits."
- >"Come on! I will go gentle on you. And plus, I'll add a drink to your meal! If you give me a drink as well."
- >Noting, better check your shirt pocket.
- "Uhh, no thank you. I just like my meal without a side of whorse pussy."
- >"Honey, it's not so bad if it feels good."
- "Yeah, only for you."
- >Shit, dry as a well in Saddle Arabia.
- >Well, there's the left pocket of your pants.
- >Sure hope there's those 2 goddamn bits or else you'll be doing this mare in the bathroom.
- "Hold... on."
- >The line behind you starts to rant off for you to move aside.
- >"Hurry up, man!" Shouts off a mare with a picture of a carrot on the side of her ass.
- "I just want a fucking burrito!"
- >"Then do the mare already!" Barks out some rich faggot.
- "Not even if it was for a fucking side of fries!"
- >"A-actually, I can add that, along with your drink and burrito."
- >Aha! There they are!
- >In the place you'd lease suspect.
- >As you reach out your pocket with the two coins loosely in your hands, someone gives you a hard push from behind.
- >You fall to the counter and the coins fling out of your hands.
- "Nooooooo!"
- >You reach out to grab them, but it's too late.
- >They soar in the air and land in the fryer.
- >The payment that saved your ass, is now turning into a crisp, golden brown side.
- >The mare looks back at you and gives off that sly smile again.
- "...2 minutes."
- >You and the pink-haired rapist walk out of the broom closet.
- >As you're zipping up your pants, she gives you a bag.
- >"Oh! I almost forgot!"
- >She heads into the kitchen and gives you a cup.
- >"Enjoy your -combo- meal." She nudges your leg with her hoof.
- >You fill the cup with Coola-Cola and head for the exit.
- >"My shift ends at 5!"
- >Fucking Taco Belle
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