Fluffies and the Auto-Guillotine

>Fucking assholes who don’t take care of their fluffies
>They have taken up dropping their fluffies at a landfill down the road
>That means they have formed herds and are constantly harassing you
>You are tired of coming home and finding your yard wrecked with shit piles all over the place.
>You know how dumb fluffies are and think you have the perfect solution.
>You make a solar powered guillotine that resets itself.
>As long as the sun shines it will work.
>After you perfect it you carry it outside and confront a herd of fluffies
>They immediately puff their cheeks out and start to threaten you
>”Go way mean hooman! We make ouchies and boo boo juice on yoo!”
>”I’m not here to hurt you guys, I just want to give you a warning.”
>You set down the guillotine. It has a trough leading beneath the blade
>At the end is a cable with a handle that says “Do Not Pull Me”
>You look at the fluffies and say, “Stay away from this thing”
>You reach over the side of the trough, grab and pull the cable
>*wack*, the blade shoots down, then a mechanism pulls it back up and resets it.
>”If you pull that cable you will die. So you guys stay away from it ok.”
>You walk away with the herd of fluffies looking at the strange device.
>One fluffy says, “So we not suppose to pull dis wire?” he says as he grabs and pulls it
>*wack*
>Two spring shoot up send its head one way and its body the other
>”Agh! Evewyponie listen to smawty fwend! Do not pull dat stwing” the leader says while pointing at the cable
>A pony from the back yells, “Wat stwing? Fwuffy no see, fwuffy scawed!” a bunch of fluffies in the back start crying
>”Ok dis stwing!” The leader walks in and grabs the cable to lift it so the ones in the back can see it
>*wack*
>Fluffies try hugging dead bodies but they don’t get any better
>One fluffy runs up to the machine and puffs its cheeks out
>”Meanie thingy hewt fwens! Me make ouchies!”
>It runs in and bites the cable that has hurt its friends
>*wack*
>Fluffies try nudging the dead ponies, none of them move
>One pony screams then says “wat dat?”
>The herd turns around to see the guillotine as if it had just appeared
>Fluffy runs up to cable, “What dis do?”
>*wack*
>”Dis ting dagewous! Fwuffy tie it up so no fwuffy get hewt!” one yells then grabs the cable
>*wack*
>One fluffy pony starts to put two and two together
>”Wait! Dat cable cause thingie to come down and hewt fwuffies!”
>Other fluffies gasp in shock
>”we better git wid of it”
>he walks in to get rid of the offending cable and bites onto it
>*wack*
>This goes on for a while until one fluffy is left.
>It is looking at the machine trying to figure out what to do.
>Another herd of feral fluffies wonder by.
>they look at the pile of bodies and see the one live one standing there
>They run up to the lone fluffy and puff their cheeks out
>”You meanie fwuffy! Yoo hewt fwens!”
>Lone fluffy says, “Me no hewt fwends. Me good fwuffy! Giv huggies to new fwens!”
>It tries to hug one fluffy from new herd but just gets pushed back.
>New herd rushes fluffy and starts to bite and ram him.
>Lone fluffy never stood a chance and is ripped to shreds.
>”We beat bad fwuffy! We good fwuffies!” come shouts from the herd
>”Hey! Wat dis?” they turn around to see the guillotine
>”Ooooo wook! Stwingie!” One yells then runs in and grabs it.
>*wack*
>The process starts over.