Mike and Anon Win The Lottery and Open A Cheap Disneyland Knock-Off

Anon’s Idea is so ridiculous, that it actually might work, I mean, it’s not like there is a lot of competition. Maybe there is a gay-ass carnival sometimes, here or there, but it’s gonna be shit compared to our park.

I mean, fucking disneyland? You can’t compete with that, good grief, my mind is already racing on the ideas. We could build the best park in the world, and become rich and famous, my life goals, apart from having sex with a woman, but, still goals.

“So where do we start? We need somewhere to build this abomination park!”

I asked, hoping that Anon would say something about on how he planned all this out, and we just need to follow instructions.

He had the same amount of cluelessness that I expected from him, not sure on where to start.

We both decided that in order to start, we need to have a place to build and our backyard definitely isn’t even enough room for only one ride. So we had to get creative.

When we first came here, we could only get a house because basically the fucking bitch of a mayor felt sorry for us. I felt humiliated at some points, but also thankful, most would just see us as animals.

Everybody ran away from us when we first walked into town, so much for making a good first impression, bad people get bad things happening to them right?

We decided that we needed to get money in order to start, so we decided to go to Canterlot to see if any lone banker could be willing to give us our prize, the problem is, that we can only redeem the ticket in Canterlot, but we don’t have any money to travel, so that means that we need to take drastic measures.

I know I talk about prostitution a lot, but it might have to be an option for us, but hopefully we can just sell all our shit, and get enough money for our trip.

Ponyville, Equestria: 21 Hours Later

We finally conned the last mare into buying our lamp, we managed to get about 37 bits from selling our stuff, hopefully that will be enough, or else we can walk, but I prefer keeping my legs.

Me and Anon decided that it would be best to go by train, thinking that it would be the most efficient in going to Canterlot, it was about 15 bits round trip, so we only had about 7 bits left.

We took our seats near the back, passing by all the rich ponies and getting dirty looks, this is why I hate public travel. Rich assholes in every single place, no matter what.

I was fearful of losing the winning ticket, I prayed that nobody would think to mug us during our trip, hopefully Canterlot is a low crime area, maybe people are too rich for robbery.

We waited for about 9 hours before we arrived to the train station, we finally got out after all the rich people got out, so that way they can “Not walk on the same path as poor people.”

Heh, I bet they’ll be kissing our feet when we finally become rich. They’ll beg us for money, and we will say no and give a big “Fuck You!” to them.

I thought, still daydreaming about how the park would plan out.

Maybe I’m stretching too much, way too much. We still got a long way to go if we even want it to be relatively a success.

Fucking, Who Knows How Long Later...

We finally arrived on the train platform, and man.. does this city look expensive, looks like as if Jeff Bezos was the mayor of a major city and gave most of the cities budget to his personal wealth.

We were already getting dirty looks from the train platform, guess racism still exists in this world. Can’t wait to be called a monkey, right?

You know what, fuck finding a banker, we are gonna go straight to the top, and ask the fucking Sun Ass Princess, and make sure that she gives up money, and hopefully believes in our ~~Lies~~ Claims.