Toby, and Melissa walked home, and told their parents about what they saw.
Martha: A painted tree? How is that possible?
Toby: The art class in our school did it.
James: Whatever will they think of next?
Toby: Maybe someday, a gppony, pony will put an engine into a horse carriage, and call it a car.
James: Hmmm.
Toby: It may not sound like a good idea now, but when it does get invented zaidi ponies will want to try it, and then they'll start creating their own cars. In twenty years au so, they'll make a lot of changes to the car.
James: Uh, Toby? That's never going to happen at all.
Toby: Just a guess.
Melissa: Hey, I just noticed something. Aren't wewe supposed to be at work? wewe normally get back kwa 7.
James: They locked me out, and did the same to every worker.
Toby: Wow. Also, that just reminded me. This mwana-, mwana-punda in my class was badmouthing you, just because of your job.
James: Well he can badmouth me all he wants. He doesn't know me, and I don't know him. What has he been saying?
Toby: He says that wewe should either get a new job, au jump off a cliff.
James: Well, I'll tell wewe one thing Toby. Many of the other workers plan to go on strike, and if that does happen, I'm definitely getting a new job.
Martha: chajio, chakula cha jioni will be ready in thirty minutes.
James: Ok.
Toby: Thanks mom.
Melissa: Thank wewe mommy.
Meanwhile, in the steel mills.
Andrew: Henry, I understand your hatred towards the union, but are all the snipers, and water cannons really neccesary?
Henry: Yes. We can't allow the union to shut down this mill.
Andrew: Well...
Henry: What do wewe think about what I've done?
Andrew: It is nice. See if wewe can reinforce the walls with zaidi steel.
Henry: We need the workers for that.
Andrew: No we don't. We can do it ourselves. How hard can it be?
Andrew was right. It wasn't hard, but it definitely wasn't easy.
Henry: *Making steel*
Andrew: Good. *Making steel* After reinforcing these walls, we should make some shields in front of them.
Henry: wewe got it boss.
So the two ponies continued making steel, so that they could modify the mill. Word soon spread around, and ponies in Pittsburgh started calling the mill, Fort Frick.
2 B continued
Martha: A painted tree? How is that possible?
Toby: The art class in our school did it.
James: Whatever will they think of next?
Toby: Maybe someday, a gppony, pony will put an engine into a horse carriage, and call it a car.
James: Hmmm.
Toby: It may not sound like a good idea now, but when it does get invented zaidi ponies will want to try it, and then they'll start creating their own cars. In twenty years au so, they'll make a lot of changes to the car.
James: Uh, Toby? That's never going to happen at all.
Toby: Just a guess.
Melissa: Hey, I just noticed something. Aren't wewe supposed to be at work? wewe normally get back kwa 7.
James: They locked me out, and did the same to every worker.
Toby: Wow. Also, that just reminded me. This mwana-, mwana-punda in my class was badmouthing you, just because of your job.
James: Well he can badmouth me all he wants. He doesn't know me, and I don't know him. What has he been saying?
Toby: He says that wewe should either get a new job, au jump off a cliff.
James: Well, I'll tell wewe one thing Toby. Many of the other workers plan to go on strike, and if that does happen, I'm definitely getting a new job.
Martha: chajio, chakula cha jioni will be ready in thirty minutes.
James: Ok.
Toby: Thanks mom.
Melissa: Thank wewe mommy.
Meanwhile, in the steel mills.
Andrew: Henry, I understand your hatred towards the union, but are all the snipers, and water cannons really neccesary?
Henry: Yes. We can't allow the union to shut down this mill.
Andrew: Well...
Henry: What do wewe think about what I've done?
Andrew: It is nice. See if wewe can reinforce the walls with zaidi steel.
Henry: We need the workers for that.
Andrew: No we don't. We can do it ourselves. How hard can it be?
Andrew was right. It wasn't hard, but it definitely wasn't easy.
Henry: *Making steel*
Andrew: Good. *Making steel* After reinforcing these walls, we should make some shields in front of them.
Henry: wewe got it boss.
So the two ponies continued making steel, so that they could modify the mill. Word soon spread around, and ponies in Pittsburgh started calling the mill, Fort Frick.
2 B continued
Has anyone ever read CHEERLIEES GARDEN.
It's probably one of the 'better' creepypastas.
But I still dislike it.
Not only is Cheerlees complete irrational in thi story. (killing children, when simply quitting your job could of worked just as well).
But there's all the fact, she acts like she watches WAY too many Saw sinema (I would know, I watch them quite a lot).
She acts exactly like Jigsaw.
Using clever traps to kill them in unique fashion.
But unlike Jigsaw.
She dosen't give them a chance to escape, making her zaidi like the Mark Hoffmen and Amanda Young.
Where the victims, where ONLY victims, they would of died, regardless of doing what they needed to do.
And there was no 'point' behind it.
Besides I LIKE Jigsaw, he's different then other villains.
He's still 'human' in some way.
Anyway.
Now that I got that off my chest.
I can relax now.
And stay tuned for zaidi of my latest story..
It's probably one of the 'better' creepypastas.
But I still dislike it.
Not only is Cheerlees complete irrational in thi story. (killing children, when simply quitting your job could of worked just as well).
But there's all the fact, she acts like she watches WAY too many Saw sinema (I would know, I watch them quite a lot).
She acts exactly like Jigsaw.
Using clever traps to kill them in unique fashion.
But unlike Jigsaw.
She dosen't give them a chance to escape, making her zaidi like the Mark Hoffmen and Amanda Young.
Where the victims, where ONLY victims, they would of died, regardless of doing what they needed to do.
And there was no 'point' behind it.
Besides I LIKE Jigsaw, he's different then other villains.
He's still 'human' in some way.
Anyway.
Now that I got that off my chest.
I can relax now.
And stay tuned for zaidi of my latest story..
Alright..
So I found this bizarre MLP story.
That ruins some of my inayopendelewa character Twilight and AppleJack, kwa using the theme of INCEST..
Fuckin incest! Why dose that even excist!?
I thought I stopped having to deal with fuckin incest after no longer kusoma Alpha & Omega stories.
But nope.
Even my little gppony, pony has it.
Just ask Friendship is Witchcraft.
This story is about Twilight and AppleJack switching minds, so I guess in a way it's not incest, but, my mind will forever KNOW it is.
Anyway..
don't EVER read this story.
But if wewe really have to,
Afried your on your own for finding it..
So I found this bizarre MLP story.
That ruins some of my inayopendelewa character Twilight and AppleJack, kwa using the theme of INCEST..
Fuckin incest! Why dose that even excist!?
I thought I stopped having to deal with fuckin incest after no longer kusoma Alpha & Omega stories.
But nope.
Even my little gppony, pony has it.
Just ask Friendship is Witchcraft.
This story is about Twilight and AppleJack switching minds, so I guess in a way it's not incest, but, my mind will forever KNOW it is.
Anyway..
don't EVER read this story.
But if wewe really have to,
Afried your on your own for finding it..
AT RESTURANT:
Trixie: I'm glad your finally over AppleJack.. Who needed her anyway. She didn't get you.. wewe need someone who 'dose' get you.. Someone who knew wewe your whole life.
Saten: wewe mean Derpy?
Trixie: Well.. Sure.. Derpy.. But I meant some 'else' who knew wewe your entire life, and always had a thing for you.. Who knows.. She might be sitting in front of you.
Saten: (obviously) I honestly have no idea what your going on about Trixie. But your voice is soothing, and strangely I feel better.. (happily) Thanks, wewe always such a great friend.
Trixie: (sighs) Sure... Friend
Saten: (gets up) Anyway. I gotta go.. Sorry again for trying to kill you, last time we were here.
Trixie: (shrugs) wewe were drunk.
Saten: If it makes wewe feel better. I'm really trying to cut back on alcohol.
Trixie: I sincerely doubt that.. But if wewe say.
Saten: (leaves)
Trixie: (sighs) Guess Trixie's paying again..
Trixie: I'm glad your finally over AppleJack.. Who needed her anyway. She didn't get you.. wewe need someone who 'dose' get you.. Someone who knew wewe your whole life.
Saten: wewe mean Derpy?
Trixie: Well.. Sure.. Derpy.. But I meant some 'else' who knew wewe your entire life, and always had a thing for you.. Who knows.. She might be sitting in front of you.
Saten: (obviously) I honestly have no idea what your going on about Trixie. But your voice is soothing, and strangely I feel better.. (happily) Thanks, wewe always such a great friend.
Trixie: (sighs) Sure... Friend
Saten: (gets up) Anyway. I gotta go.. Sorry again for trying to kill you, last time we were here.
Trixie: (shrugs) wewe were drunk.
Saten: If it makes wewe feel better. I'm really trying to cut back on alcohol.
Trixie: I sincerely doubt that.. But if wewe say.
Saten: (leaves)
Trixie: (sighs) Guess Trixie's paying again..