The Fluffy Wall (part 3)

The Fluffy Wall part 3

part III



>be a fluffy named Pink.


(skip ahead to Comfortably Numb - 52:58)

>hello
>are there any owners out there
>just nod if you can here me
>is there anyone here?
>come on, now… looks like you’re feeling down
>I can ease your pain get you hugging things again
>relax
>just a tummy rub first
>just tickle my chin
>that’s how you’ll let me in
>there is no hate that you are feeling
>your distant rage falls off the horizon
>you are now petting my rib cage
>your lips move but I don’t care what you’re saying
>when I was a foal I had a fever
>my hooves all felt like big balloons
>now I’ve got that feeling once again
>I cannot explain you would not understand
>how good a belly rub is
>I have become comfortably fluffed
>okay
>don’t touch my fluffy dick
>there’ll be no more ahhhhhhhhhhh
>don’t poke poopie place with a stick
>now stand up
>I believe we’re going home now
>good
>let’s drive on back home
>come on it’s time to go
>there is no hate that you are feeling
>your distant rage falls off the horizon
>you are now petting my rib cage
>your lips move but I don’t care what you’re saying
>when I was a foal I caught a fleeting glimpse
>of spaghetti out of the corner of my eye
>I turned to look but it was gone
>I wanted nummies so bad
>it mad me sad
>I have become comfortably fluffed
>
>oooo mama oooo papa
>must the fluff stay on?
>oooo mama
>oooo mama
>there must be some mistake
>I didn’t mean to poop
>don’t take away my ball
>I’ll use the box is it too late?
>where’s the spaghetti gone?
>the nummies are all gone
>the fluff must stay on
>
>so you thought you might like to adopt a fluffy
>to feel the warm huggies and give nummies
>without threat of poopies
>I got some bad news for you daddy
>Pink isn’t well he’s about to make your life hell
>and he sent me along as a smarty friend
>we’re gonna find out where your good nature ends
>are there any plants in your garden outside? eat them up nice and quick
>there’s some grapes on the counter they look tasty to me eat them up nice and quick
>there’s some strawberries and there’s some macaroons!
>who brought all these nummies into the room?
>there’s some angelhair pasta
>and spaghetti sauce!
>if I had my way
>your kitchen would be lost
>
>run run run run
>run run run run
>run run run run
>you better leave the house with your special friend
>if daddy catches you he’ll whip your readend
>you gave her special hugs her in special place
>now daddy’s chasing you like you’re in a race
>you better run!
>run run run run
>run run run run
>run run run run
>you better run all day and run all night
>keep your crying and bad hurties deep inside
>if they catch your special friend and you out tonight
>you know they’re gonna hurt you with all their might
>if they catch you trying to give her special hugs
>they gonna beat you unconscious and feed you to the bugs
>you better run
>
>ein svei drei ach!
>you cannot pet me now
>no matter how you try
>goodbye cruel owner it’s over
>we’ve gone bye bye
>sitting under a shrub
>here in my fluff
>waiting for some nummies to come
>perfect position
>here in my fluff
>waiting for some nummies to come
>waiting
>to cut off my leggies
>waiting
>to clean up the poopies
>waiting for the nummies
>waiting
>to put on a black collar
>waiting
>to weed out the fillies
>waiting
>waiting to stamp my feet and puff up my cheeks
>waiting
>for the jellies and cookies and tasty treats
>waiting for the nummies
>waiting
>to get in the shower and clean off the poopies
>waiting
>for the earth ponies, pegasus and unicorns too
>waiting
>for the nummies
>would you like to see
>a smarty fluffy rule the herd?
>have you heard?
>all you have to do is follow the nummies
>would you like to send
>your flying cousins home again
>my friend
>all you need to do is follow the nummies
>
>STOP
>i wanna go home
>stop being a smarty and leave the party
>and I’m waiting in this cage because I have to know
>have I been a smarty all this time
>
>good morning to your owner
>the adoption center states the fluffy who now stands before you
>was caught red-handed being a smarty
>being a smarty and getting his herd killed
>this will not do.
>call the breeder!
>I always said he’d be smarty in the end, dear owner
>if they’d let me have my way I would have beat him into shape
>but my hands were tied
>the Peta jerks and douchebags let him get away with murder
>let me hammer him today
>smarty
>smarter than humans
>I am smarty
>truly annoying
>they must have taken my herd away
>smarty
>smarter than humans
>he is smarty
>you little shit you’ve done it now
>I hope they cut off where you pee
>you should have nuzzled me when you gave special hugs
>BUT NO!
>you had to do it your own way
>have you impregnated any fillies lately
>just five minutes, dear owner…
>his balls and me alone.
>baaaaabe
>come to mumma baby let me hold you in my arms
>m’owner i never wanted him to make any bad poopies
>why’d he ever have to leave me?
>dear owner let me take him home.
>smarty
>smarter than fluffies
>I am smarty
>obnoxious as you know
>there must have been good pony in the fluff
>oh when I came in
>smarty
>smarter than humans
>he is smarty
>the evidence before the owner is incontrivertible there’s no need for the breeders to retire
>in all my years as owner I have never heard before
>of any smarty pony more deserving getting beaten on the floor
>the way you made them sad - your mumma and special friend,
>fills me with the urge to make BAD POOPIES!
>since, my fluffy, you have said you’re a smarty friend
>I sentence you to get the sorry stick on your rearend!
>tear out his fluff!
>tear out his fluff!
>tear out his fluff!
>tear out his fluff!
>tear out his fluff!
>tear out his fluff!
>tear out his fluff!
>tear out his fluff!
>tear out his fluff!
>tear out his fluff!
>tear out his fluff!
>tear out his fluff!
>
>all alone, or in twos
>the ones who really love you
>walk up and down outside your fluff
>some giving hugs
>some gathered together in herds
>the PETA assholes and hipsters make their stand
>and when they’ve give you their nummies
>some want hugs and tummy rubs after all
>it’s not easy banging your hooves against some bad pony’s fluff
>
>isn’t this where we came in?