YELLOW CART 2: The Revengeance Of Docter Neo StrangeHate And Her Band Of Merry Electric Boogaloos
Hey look, it's a flying rat!
Once upon a time, in the magical land of Equestria PONEKARTLAND. There were once two sisters, IMPERIALISTICAMERICANSWINE, who ruled DICTATED over a all the ponies on the planet. And so, one day, they had a little dispute and blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah are you entertained yet? Blah blah blah blah plz upvote blah blah blah blah blah blah.
Okay, let's be serious here. Who the hell even watches these cutscenes anymore?
Now let's go back to being as serious as ever.
Also, incase you didn't notice, WELCOME TO THE SEQUEL. That'll be *ONE SOUL,** please!*
Thank you so kindly for your donation. It took us many souls to make the previous one, so here's hoping we capture, castrate, make use of your donations to the fullest of our extent!
And now, without further adue, here comes a story that noone asked for!
LET'S
GET
TO IT!
Once upon a time, there was a man named Roman. Roman was everyone's favorite G.B.P.P. That's a "Genius Billionaire Playboy Philantropist, incase you didnt watch that avengers movie. One day, he was eating a sandwich that he brought along on his bowling trip. However, there was a giant hole in his sandwich. It was approximately the size of a bowling ball. But he didn't care. He was starving. Also, he had no titties to look at for the twelve seconds he was eating his sandwich. Today was a sad and boring day for poor ol' roman.
BUT THAT WAS ALL ABOUT TO CHANGE, BECAUSE THEN, EVIL PLOT ANTAGONIST HAPPENED!
From the skies decended two strange ponies. Each wore a strange, yet familiar uniform. There was a large "B" that made their way onto the fronts of their shirts.
"HAND OVER THAT SANDWICH!" The male one of the two said.
"NO! It's MY sandwich!" The female argued.
Roman then took out his rocketlauncher from his lunch bag and said, "Ey, Cousin Pony Guys! Let's go BOWLING!"
"Wha-"
And just like that, Roman fired a bowling ball from his bowlerballlauncher, effectively sending them flying through the wall.
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GAME OVER DAWG,
RIP
Woah, Jeez... What smells like cliff hanger in here? Oh god it's horrible. OHGODPLEASEHELP.
