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- >Your neighbor loves fluffy ponies.
- >He keeps for of them, and has installed a doggy door so they can roam his back yard.
- >You find them incredibly annoying. They are loud and their idiotic babble keeps you up at night.
- >Eventually you get fed up with them.
- >You make note of their color, type, and as best as you can manage, gender. You take pictures so you can get the color right.
- >You head on down to the pound and pick up four new ones that are a good match for his fluffy ponies.
- >You take the mewling idiots home in a cardboard box in your car.
- >They are clearly not trained to use the litterbox.
- >Perfect.
- >Once you get home, you check your neighbor's driveway
- >He seems to be out.
- >you ring the doorbell just to be sure
- >Yep, nobody's home
- >You go to your back yard and don't even have to look to tell that his four fluffy ponies are playing in his yard.
- >you make a gap in his fence and lure his fluffy ponies over, catching each one in turn as they try to squirm through.
- >You dump them into a box.
- >you replace them with their dopplegangers and fix the fence.
- >You tell them that their new daddy lives in that house, and that they should make poopies in there if they want him to love them.
- >they try to scurry inside, but don't understand the pet door.
- >Oh well, he'll take them inside eventually.
- >You put his original fluffy ponies in your car and take them to the pound.
- >They cry the whole way there, and you enjoy every minute of it.
- >You don't see or hear any fluffy ponies in his back yard for four days.
- >Four days worth of uninterrupted sleep
- >When they return to his yard, they are a fair bit quieter than the originals.
- >They're seem sort of sad, but are the picture of health. You can tell your neighbor never lifted a finger towards them, but he probably grounded them or some shit.
- >Now it's time to seal the deal.
- >You wait another week and repeat the entire fluffy pony kidnapping/replacement scheme.
- >You don't go to the same pound, though, you don't want to accidentally give the guy back his originals, after all.
- >Your replacements are replaced in turn by a fresh and essentially identical batch of completely untrained fluffy ponies.
- >you trick them into shitting all over his house.
- >That evening, you hear shouting from his house.
- >you don't see or hear any fluffy ponies in his yard for the next several days.
- >Next week, the day before garbage day, you check his garbage bin
- >inside are the corpses of four fluffy ponies
- >Mission fucking accomplished
- >You are never woken up by your neighbor's fluffy ponies again.
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