Second guessing

>You are second guessing this whole moving-in situation.
>The girlfriend aspect was fine.
>The fluffy ponies was not.
>She either just adopted them or she hid them from you the whole time.
>Either way, you know have fluffy ponies in your home.
>They are a burden at first.
>They shit and piss everywhere, knock things over and keep you up all night with their babble.
>But your love is just a broken record player.
>"They don't know any better!" she says every day.
>You find that excuse- and the ponies- are wearing thin.
>One day, it went too far.
>You walk into the living room to see an unholy sight.
>A large, male fluffy pony raping a young foal.
>You know it was rape, because the foal was wailing "Nuuuu! Nu special hugsies!"
>You spring into action!
>You kick the large abomination off the foal.
>"OWWIES! WHY HU-
>Before he can asks his inane question, you now have him pinned against the wall.
>You are wailing on the bastard, punching every which way.
>Including up and loose.
>You serve the final blow on his penis.
>It is now broken.
> Literally.
>Your punch snapped that fluffy penis in HALF.
>The monster is now on the ground, choking on sobs and your justice.
>Your girl friend runs in, with the other fluffy.
>She's asking dumb questions. You answer.
>As it turns out, you were beating on the father. He was raping his son and the fluffy that ran in with her was the mother.
>As you tell your side, her anger does not calm.
>She still goes with her go to phrase.
>"THEY DON'T KNOW ANY BETTER!"
>She picks up the wheezing pone. The mother fluffy is in tears.
>As is the son fluffy. But you're not really sure why he's crying at this point.
>It could be from the rape or the fact that he just witnesses his father being beaten.
>Fluffy foals have notoriously short attention spans and memories.
>Your gf takes all of them to the vet.
>You are second guessing this whole moving-in situation.