Fucking Ponies: Alternate Ending

>Walking in P0nyville
>Been here for too long.
>You hate all these fucking horses
>They love you for some reason, though
>Cutie Mark Crusaders come along
>"Oh Hi, Mr. Anon! Ya wanna help us get our cutie marks today?" the little yellow one asks
>You've had it with these little bastards
>Time to do what you should've done a long time ago
"Oh for fuck's sake, you stupid little faggots! All three of you are such dumbasses! You, you stupid unicorn! Your singing ain't gonna do shit for you in life! You'll be a popular for a bit, then you'll start sucking cocks for cash! You with the wings, throw away that goddamn scooter! You'll never fly or be better at anything other than sucking, so just jump off a goddamn cliff! And you, you little southern dipshit, I'm tired of you and your fucking bow! Why don't you go hammer your fucking head in and save all of us a fucking favor?! NOW PISS OFF!"
>a moment of silence passes.
>"Y'know, ah am pretty good with carpentry..."
>"And I'm wicked awesome on my scooter..."
>"How come I never realized how good I sing...?"
>At that point, a hammer and sickle appears on Apple Bloom's flank.
>Suddenly, a beard and ushasnka appear on Apple Bloom
>"Apple Bloom, what just happened?" The white unicorn asks her friend
>"I AM NOT THIS APPLE BLOOM YOU SPEAK OF," the filly replies, "I AM STRELNIKOV, WITH HAILINGS fROM MOTHER RUSSIA! I MUST LEAVE YOU NOW, FOR THE MOTHERLAND NEEDS ME."
>Apple Bloom is suddenly lifted off the ground towards the sky, into what appears to be a giant flying bottle of Vodka.
>"I SHALL RETURN WITH MANY WOMENS AND GUNS FOR YOU, COMRADES!" the pony calls out before the UFV flies off into space.

END