Fluffies! 2 bucks a can! Your your Fluffy here!
The stories and information posted here are artistic works of fiction and falsehood.
Only a fool would take anything posted here as fact.
Only a fool would take anything posted here as fact.
Fluffies! 2 bucks a can! Your your Fluffy here!
I suck at typing!
Always repost of the SAME shit!
>>692008770
Then mix it up, my Friend!
>>692008899
Well tru dat sry!
>>692009984
Gonna rearm at the booru a bit. But I like to post my favorites.
>>692011215
Same here. Posted everything in the last 4 threads.
Yeah, its late, only 3 posters. Makes me a bit sad.
More parts of the "foal in a can"?
1/4
2/4
3/4
4/4
>>692012241
lol never knew.
>>692012691
you monster
>>692007775
how long till we have REAL fluffies please tell me there some anon in bio-engineer anon out there working on em.
or a game designer anon working on a decent sim game.
i could help help with concept art :/
>>692013755
>bio-engineer
We discussed that, for the time beeing robotics are much more feasible.
>art
There was someguy in the /trash/ thread that expired today talking about a game.
>>692014105
roooobutttss D:
boooo
>>692009630
Wait wut.
>>692014296
Cant abuse em. But yeah, Smartphone brain, voice recognition and movement is doable with today's tech.
>>692014465
>2016
>not doing horse pinata for your kids birthday.
I like this artist's choice of username. Perhaps Fluffies are the real reason the Reapers were purging the universe in mass effect
reminder that fluffy abuse is only good when they have at least 3 of the following characteristics: Innocent, Stupid, Cute and childlike.
If they don't have those, they may as well not be a fluffy.
>>692012691
I do not get this comic. Please assist.
>>692015671
1. Brush your teeth.
2. Drink orange juice
4, ???
5. Profit.
>>692015671
Minty toothpaste and fresh orange juice is an unpleasant combination. As fluffys are unable to withstand any form of discomfort whatsoever this is akin to setting fire to their mouths.
>>692008147
This might sound like an odd request, but does anybody have fluffies doing drugs? Specifically cocaine if at all possible?
>>692017416
>>692017416
Some shitedit even.
>>692017416
Aaand thats it.
>>692017872
>>692018001
>>692018057
>>692018138
Well, I didn't expect this many images.
>>692018001
That fluffy is surprisingly articulate.
>>692018289
>That fluffy is surprisingly articulate.
Pulp fiction ref.
Also, Adrenaline HCL does not exist.
There is also no stable chlorine salt of Adrenaline.
But yeah...
Lets do more drugs.
>>692018985
Drugs are scary.
Has anyone got the Wolfram one where the fluffy gets forced to eat unwanted foals and is introduced to new friends solely so they can catch him coughing a skeleton up?
Some Fluffies also deal.
And some weird shit,
Most urban ferals live in bad neighborhoods.
>>692019460
Kek
reminds me of the Lazarus effect
>>692019460
No such thing as enough weirdbox.
Anyone got anymore stories?
>>692020404
>subjecting Fluffies to Piers Morgan
ok now you've gone too far
Bump
>>692020784
Sorry. Not Americun.
I have no idea who that guy is.
At all.
>>692020562
Look up Hilary rotdamn Clinton on fluffybooru, great stuff
>>692021037
Google it
>>692020562
My favorite.
By any chance, did the whole of the Darth Maracas story from Saturday night get saved? That begs a few rereads.
>>692021037
He's a sanctimonious British dickhead who we successfully managed to pawn off on the Americans. We hate him, and now you can hate him too!
>>692021037
Bonglanders and Burgerclaps alike are united by hating that twat
>>692021488
>Piers Morgan
>Google it
>>692021834
So he is so some British TV show judge?
Isn't being a dick a requirement for becoming a TV show judge?
Lol trutan u a cuck
flugby?
>>692022128
If you asked him he would say he was a journalist. He used to work for one of the shitty papers over here (The Mirror) and presented his own show where he interviewed celebrities and made them talk about their dead relatives a lot.
>>692022128
Requirements to become a tv show host
Google it
>>692022842
Kys faggot
>>692019216
Moar/sauce? Fluffy on human shit is good
Post foal stories pl0x
Bump
/r/ something subtle
Emotional torture maybe?
>>692024146
>>692025210
I approve to this.
>>692023291
flugby
>>692009049
Whats the artists name?
>>692026013
Carpdime.
>>692008031
Continue you fuck
>>692025351
Damn, man...that one hit way too close to home.
>>692027021
It ends there, he never finished it, that page was released 2 years ago
>>692026422
Thanks
>>692028399
Well... That sucks
>>692007775
>>692018001
Pulp Fiction... Seriously?...
>>692028399
Who is the author? What tags you use to find it?
>>692027021
>>692028399
OR DOES IT?
>>692029553
>>692029620
Ok now it ends.
>>692026422
Does he still draw? Last upload un booru was 9 months ago...
>>692029620
It took me a while to realize those are not trash bags - they are other fluffies...
>>692029924
Difference?
>>692013755
>>692013755
Anon, do you need fluffies, to fulfill your desire?
> Blood. BLOOD. BLOOD! BLOOD!!!
>>692029799
no idea. He draws from time to tiem but then disappears usually.
>>692030428
Everyone needs fluffies, some peoplejust dont know yet
>>692013280
Maxium kek
>>692022980
WHO MAKES THESE I WANNA KNOW
>>692026495
Did Nestle die when Blue killed himself? That would be awful!
>>692007775
Hey look the edgefurs are back
>>692026495
10/10
>>692025351
10/10
>>692030307
what a waste of good rubber bands
I'm gonna post my OC storied; one I aired either yesterday or the day before, another earlier today.
Pawk the Caw in Hawwawd Yawd
By Ungius
>The best college parties always happened off campus, and the best place off campus was, undoubtedly, the classics house: Digamma.
>Digamma was the dean’s favorite house, and they used that freedom to acquire the best stocked bar imaginable.
>But if you had balls, you got a drink “foal in one”.
>See ever since the college came down on hazing, the upperclassmen had to have some way to weed out the new blood.
>So every friday morning, before the sun rose, the freshies would go out and collect foals from their mothers.
>They always came back before their first classes, covered in blood and shit, laughing about “mah bebbehs” and “wowstest huwties”.
>The result was always the same: a sack of foals.
>They would spend the rest of the day prepping the foals: washing them, shaving them, draining them of shit, etc.
>By nightfall the empty, naked foals would be in a bucket under the bar.
>>692033000
>Gin and Tonic, foal in one.
>Tonic goes in first, then the foal. You do that so that the foal has some time to enjoy the bubbles.
>”Funny wawa tickwes! Babbeh wike funny wawa!”
>Then the gin goes in the foal starts to frenzy.
>Gets in the nose, the eyes, anything below the belt.
>”Buwny wawa! Buwny wawa nu gud!”
>After that, it's up to the patron’s discretion how long the foal struggles before he goes down the gullet.
>>692033052
>Dirty Girl Scout, foal in one.
>This was popular among a certain kind of college chick. The kind we called the “public bus”, because half the campus ends up having a ride.
>She gets down on her knees and you put a foal in her mouth, like some kind of alcoholic Eucharist.
>”Fwuffy nu know stwange wady. Is stwange wady new mammah?”
>Then you squirt chocolate sauce in her mouth. This always gets the foal excited.
>”Yay! Fwuffy wove chocowate!”
>Then you get the mint schnapps and pour it down her mouth.
>Best part is the view as the foal tries to swim up the stream of schnapps, like a salmon, before the final gulp.
>>692033106
>Your favorite show though, the one that got you from being a pledge to being a full Digamma brother, was the Flaming Sambuca.
>Take two wine glasses and, into one, pour a few shots of sambuca.
>Insert foal and watch reaction.
>”Why fwuffy sticky? Fwuffy nu wike sticky wawa. But atweast sticky wawa smeww pwetty.”
>And with a long nosed lighter, ignite the sambuca.
>This is where the show really begins, as the foal makes the decision to hold his breath in the liquor and chemically burn himself, or keep his head up and actually burn.
>Either way, you use the other wine glass to collect the alcohol fumes and, figuratively, the screams.
>Put your hand over the burning glass for a few seconds. This kills the fire and calms the fluffy down as he suffocates.
>Now using a straw, huff the alcohol fumes as you watch the foal come to.
>”Buwny wawa. Buwny buwnies. Wan die.”
>You oblige him as you shoot back the sambuca and the foal.
>>692033158
>The final act of any good pledge party though was the “swim meet”
>One of the foals gets placed in a bowl of Jungle Juice and timed to see how long he last.
>People take bets and cheer the little guy on.
>But just before he sinks in and lets sweet death claim him, the stopwatch is clicked and the still breathing foal is fished out.
>52 seconds, a new record!
>Whoever won the bet gets the whole pot and the fluffy to keep.
>The foal’s fate depends on who won.
>If an upperclassman won, then he usually takes a “victory drink” to show the underclassmen that he’s still got it.
>An underclassman, now a fully pledged Digamma brother, usually offers the foal to an invited girl, hoping to get in their pants.
>It usually works.
>>692033212
>With the alcohol lowering inhibitions, the newly romanced young lady places her “gift” on a bedside table.
>As nature takes its course between the young lovers, so to does nature act on the foal.
>Usually, the now cold and starving foal dies on the bedside table. After a night in hell, it's a sweet release.
>But that night the foal got lucky. For on the bedside table with him was a half eaten Twinkie.
>He drags himself to the cake and takes a few ravenous licks of the creme filling.
>It's the closest thing to mother’s milk he will ever taste again.
>He survives this first night on campus.
>But he probably won’t survive freshman year.
And that's the end of 1
>>692014707
I want to taste Foalgarita in my lifetime.
>>692033175
Ohhhh herrrr durr in so edgy Ina derail dis thread
And here's another.
Firewood
By Ungius
Inspired by the bunnies that live under my woodpile
>It’s mid October and the wind smells of crisp New England autumn.
>Fresh out of school, you’ve only lived in this house a few months and your lack of home ownership shows.
>You stand on your back porch, looking at the mess you call a “yard”.
>Luckily the dandelions from this summer seemed to have died off: all nibbled at the stem.
>Must be groundhogs. Can’t complain though if they do the weeding.
>Feeling the wind pick up, you move over to the edge of the property, to the firewood pile, to get some logs for the wood burning stove.
>A fence on both sides of the yard and a forest wood in the back, the woodpile lies towards the back right corner, besides the shed.
>You start grabbing some logs and putting them under your arm.
>”Eeep! Big monstah!”
>You see two fluffy ponies under you, square in the woodpile; the log that once made up the roof of their den is now in your hand and ready to burn.
>One of the fluffies starts. “Pwease nu huwt fwuffies, big monstah! Fwuffies gud fwuffies! Owny wan wive in woody den an eat nummy white puffies!”
>Nummy white puffies? Guess it wasn’t groundhogs.
>The fluffy that talked to you, a pink earth mare with a purple mane, starts to do its two legged dance, tearing up as it jigs. “See? Fwuffy is dancey fwuffy! Gud fwuffy nu need owwies!”
>The other fluffy, a solid green unicorn stallion, just trembles and pisses itself.
>It’s sunday, and these furry fucks are doing the weeding for you. And they are kind of cute.
>You say to them, “I won’t hurt you, don’t worry. Feel free to keep eating the “white puffies”. But you shouldn’t live under these logs, they won’t last long.”
>The fwuffies suddenly are elated and dart out of the wood pile, chasing each other and laughing.
>You smile and return to your home, and fill the wood burning stove with logs.
>>692033367
>It’s early November and the brisk winds of early fall have given way to the first light flurries of snow.
>You stand on the porch watching the light snowfall. You better appreciate it now before New Year’s comes and it stops being cute.
>And speak of the devil…
>The pink and purple mare starts waddling up to the porch.
>You’ve seen her and her stallion out in the morning and evenings, “weeding”, and always together.
>Now it's mid day, she’s alone, and very pregnant.
>She looks up at you. “Pwease nice mistah, fwuffy cowd and awone and be mommah soon. Wet inside wewe its wawm?”
>She looks a bit ragged, and near tears. “Where did your friend go” you ask, actually curious where your lawn care went off to.
>The mare starts crying. “No want wemembah! Meanie owange fwuffy take away speciaw fwiend! Now fwuffy awone! Need wawm and nummies for miwkies!”
>Orange fluffy? These things fight each other? What the heck?
>You hear the light splash and crunch of water on snow. The mare’s water broke.
>”Biggest poopehs!” She yells, loud enough for every predator in the area to hear.
>Instinctively, you pick up the squealing beast and bring her inside. You lay her in your bathtub to give birth.
>”You stay here and have your babies. I’ll go get you some food.”
>You don’t think she heard you. You couldn’t hear yourself over the wails of “babbehs” and “poopehs”.
>As you walk into the kitchen, you look out the window to see the green stallion, bloodied and dragging himself to your porch.
>>692033365
>>692033480
>It’s only mid afternoon, but the New England winter makes everything darker than it needs to be.
>You stand at the porch looking at the poor green stallion, his fur covered in teeth marks, blood, and tufts of orange fur.
>”Pwease mistah, fwuffy huwt. Meanie owange fwuffy make huwtsies. Hewp fwuffy find speciaw fwiend?”
>As you look at the orange tufts of fur you notice bits of brown, and a distinctly carnivorous look to the bite marks.
>Poor guy got mauled by a fox. There’s no way that he’ll last the hour, and you probably shouldn’t plop a dead fluffy next to a birthing one.
>”You stay here little guy. I’ll be right back.” You close the door expecting no fuss.
>The green fluffy pushes himself into the doorway. “Pwease mistah hewp! Fwuffy is cowd. Fwuffy is wowny!”
>Nearly on cue, you hear the yell of the mare in the bathroom. “Babbehs come out! Pwease babbehs nu huwt mammah!”
>The green fluffy perks up. “Speciaw fwiend hawe babbehs! Speciaw fwiend inside!” He tries to drag himself inside and onto your carpet.
>You push him back.
>Now he looks angry instead of desperate. “Meanie hooman nu nice mistah. Meanie is meanie! Meanie want see speciaw fwiend!”
>With all the energy the guy has left, he backs up and tries to ram you in the leg with his horn.
>>692007775
>chirp chirp
Does that look like a fucking bird to you?
>>692033620
>... Ow, that was kind of annoying.
>Yet he waddles back to you and lifts up his leg, obviously readying himself to piss on you.
>Your patience is gone now. You have a damn animal giving birth in your bathroom, and you have no time for this dying piece of shit.
>You grab him by the lifted leg and lift him up.
>”Bad uppsies!” It cries as you grab its other leg as well.
>Both back legs in hand, you quickly snap them upwards, breaking the legs with the familiar snap of a chicken wing or a wishbone.
>”OWOWOWOWOW! Wostest huwtties!”
>You carry the wailing rodent to the forest behind your house. Just inside is a babbling brook, still flowing despite the growing frost.
>You put the crippled fluffy in the water, his face facing upriver.
>”Nu can bweath!” It yells, as with each gasp it swallows more and more ice water.
>You walk away from the quickly dying fluffy. The fox can thank you later.
>>692025902
>>692033698
>The mare is passed out in the bathtub, obviously strained from the birth.
>4 foals total, though only three alive. The living ones are orange with a purple mane, orange with a pink mane, and orange with a green mane. The dead is solid orange.
>You pick them up and wash them off in warm water, and flush the stillborn.
>You should probably name these little guys.
>Purple, pink, and green are given the best names you could give a trio: Lee, Lifeson, and Peart.
>Guess that makes the stillborn Rutsey.
>You put them back in the tub and wake up the mare.
>”Hey, little girl, you’re a mommy now.”
>The mare comes to with a groggy, ear to ear smile. “Fwuffy is mammah?”
>You point to the back of the tub, to the foals.
>The mare turns around to see her orange foals, and instantly screeches in fear.
>”Nu! Meanie owange fwuffies back! Nu huwty!”
>The orange foals, hearing their mother, try to crawl towards their mother, hungry for milk.
>”Nu come hewe!” The mother hides in her corner of the tub. “Nice daddeh, take owange fwuffies away! Sawe good fwuffy mammah!”
>You pick up the three foals and leave the room. The stupid mare must think her orange foals are more foxes.
>You walk into the living room and put the foals in what was going to be a fishtank. Its warm and has a sandy bottom, but not much else.
>You run to the kitchen and fetch a turkey baster, a carton of milk, and some leftover penne alla vodka.
>While you’re at it, you get the vodka.
>It’s going to be a long winter.
>>692033599
you fine
>>692033759
>It’s nearing Christmas, and you tap on the glass of the fish tank to start the beat.
>”Silent night, holy night.”
>The power trio below answers.
>”Aww is cawm, aww is bwight.”
>Lee, Lifeson, and Peart have grown well and really take after their namesake; they may be high pitched, but they love to sing.
>You continue on with the carol and, finishing it, bring the foals their diner.
>As you set the tupperware of leftovers beside the makeshift litter box (another tupperware filled with some cat litter), little Lifeson goes up the the glass with pleading eyes.
>”Daddeh, since its awmost Chwistmas, can we eat dinnew with you? We pwomise not to make bad poopies and not to make a mess.”
>The other two pipe up in agreement. “Dinnew with daddeh, dinnew with daddeh!”
>Your smile couldn’t get bigger. You set the three foals, their dinner, and the litter box on the living room carpet. The three chirp with glee.
>”I’ll be with you soon, I just have to take care of business.”
>You take a can of tuna from the cupboard and bring it to the bathtub; to “Raspberry”, the mare.
>>692033847
>The only time she has ever left the tub was when you needed to shower. Then she was in the sink.
>She barely moves, but seems happy enough.
>You’ll probably release her once the snow thaws.
>You set the tuna can into tub. The hungry mare eats it up.
>”Daddeh, can Waspbewwy hawe mowe? Waspbewwy be mommah soon!”
>You grimace at those words. You know she has nothing to look forward to other than babies that will never come.
>”Raspberry, you already had your foals. Remember? The orange ones?”
>”Nu! Meanie owange fwuffies scawe foaws away! Scawe foaws back into Waspbewwy! Foaws come out when foaws awe weady!”
>You start to leave but remember you need to use your bathroom for its intended purposes.
>You start to unzip, but realize Raspberry is staring at you.
>You could never piss under preassure.
>Not thinking, you move her to the hallway instead of into the sink.
>Mid stream you hear a cry.
>”Meanie owange fluffies!”
>>692012570
There is like 30 pages to fluffy runner...
>>692033905
>You rush to zip up your fly as you run into the living room.
>Raspberry has charged into the three dining foals, and sent Peart careening into the couch.
>She follows up on him, biting his back left leg.
>”Owwies! Meanie fwuffy huwt babbeh! Peawt is good babbeh! Nu heawt Peawt!”
>Raspberry doesn’t listen.
>She wags her head back and forth, each time you hear the snapping of bones and the cry of little babby Peart.
>Those could be rib bones, leg bones.
>Just before you can get to Raspberry, Peart’s leg gives way. It rips from his body, and he hurls to the floor.
>Raspberry swallows the leg and looks up at you.
>She’s smiling.
>”See daddeh, Waspbewwy scawe away meanie owange fwuffies! Now Waspbewwy can hawe babbehs!”
>You clench your first.
>”You stupid whore!”
>>692033978
>You grab her front legs and lift her up.
>”Daddeh give upsies? Waspbewwy love upsies!”
>With a familiar movement, you snap her front legs.
>”Wowstest owwies! Why daddeh huwt Waspbweey!”
>You flip her over and grab her by the back legs.
>Snapped like a wishbone.
>”Owwies! Bad huwties! Why daddeh nu wove Waspbewwy? Waspbewwy wiww be mommah! soon!”
>You aren’t finished yet. Not with this bitch.
>You go to the wood burning stove and grab the fire poker.
>”You will never be a mother, you miserable cunt!”
>You shove the fire poker up her used up snatch and jiggle it.
>”WOWSTEST OWWIES! HUWT WASPBEWWY! HUWT BABBEHS!”
>You still aren’t done.
>You open the door of the wood burning stove and rest the crippled fluffy in so her face is out to the living room.
>She cries as you close the stove door.
>>692034035
>You tend the the injured Peart and collect the terrified foals.
>Peart lost his leg, but he should still be ok.
>You hug them all. “Now little guys, I know the meanie fluffy scared you and hurt you, but it is still Christmas time, right?”
>The three nervous foals nod.
>”So, my little friends, let’s all relax by the fire.”
>”Yay, wove wawm fiwe!” Even Peart perks up at this.
>You lay a soft blanket in front of the stove and rest the foals on it.
>You open the door of the stove, showing the still crying Raspberry.
>The foals are scared again, but you calm them down.
>”Don’t worry guys, the mean fluffy won’t hurt you any more.”
>You pile logs on either side of Raspberry, and one on top.
>You pinch her nose so she can’t breath. Desperate for air, she opens her mouth wide.
>Into her gaping maw you shoot lighter fluid.
>Gasping, screeching, you dows her in the kerosene.
>Then, you lite the fire.
>”BUWNIES!”
>The fire is roaring immediately.
>You turn to the foals.
>”Come on you three, let's sing a song.”
>There is silence as the three foals look at the fire. Then Peart smiles and, the loudest you've ever heard him, peeps up.”
>”Siwent night, howy night, aww is cawm, all is bwight”
>Lee and Lifeson join in.
>”Wound yon Wiwgin Mammah and Chiwd, Howy Infant so tendew and miwd”
>You look at the burning fluffy, her last twitches of life subsiding.
>”Sweeping heawinwy peace,”
>”Sweeping heawinwy peace.”
>>692031127
My head canon is that nestle was either able to swim or got off the car before blue suicides...
>>692033599
GG nore.
What's with all the edgy furries in here?
mods asleep again, I see
fucking mental problems i swear
>>692035269
>>692035420
Mods don't care about this shit. Its just a bunch of furry edgelords, nothing new
>>692033599
faggoty
>>692034653
I hope so, he was a pretty rad Fluffy. If they existed I would like one that mellow.
>>692035450
>>692034082
>>692034082
Nigga stfu your entire shit is TL;DR asf
If you ain't got no pictures take your broke ass home
>>692033599
Goddamnit
>>692036638
I like it. Fuck this illiterate faggot.
>>692036638
>>692036807
Fucking faggot go to >>>/mlp/
This is a fluffy thread
>>692037049
>>692037125
MODS
>>692037290
>>692036807
>>692036942
>>692036999
>>692037125
MODS MODS MODS!
>>692037384
>>692037343
Got any derpy gore?
>>692036999
checkd
>>692033599
>>692037425
I just reported this. Have fun in the pokey, faggot.
>>692037614
Text too small.
Did not read.
But, I have fucked a rottweiler, she was hot, I liked her.
>>692037618
Global rule 15 (no mlp) is enforced on /b/
>>692037834
Report to who?
What does reporting do?
>>692038009
>>692038009
Are you fucking stupid? Do you not know about 4chan moderation?
>>692038009
Good day Larry.
>>692038009
Go to bed Larry, you have school tommorow
>>692038166
Yeah, kinda.
I hear people say that all the time, the reported thing..
I dont see it meaning anything though.
>>692038009
To the mods where you will get b&
>>692038385
>>692038390
Oh noes, not teh B&!
>>692038385
Yeah I have to agree with you Larry
What happens if B&?
>>692038670
Are you fucking stupid
If banned, you can't post on 4chan. At all.
>>692038670
You won't be able to post on this board for a few weeks.
>>692038853
>>692038890
Oh, that's very interesting.
I've never not been able to post on the 4chanz.
>>692038890
Or any other board.
>>692038890
Global violation=global ban
>>692038611
Look at the rules, faggot. Global Rule 15 is that all mlp stuff belongs on >>>/mlp/ and this is enforced even on /b/
>>692033175
fuck
>>692038733
Would be funny if fluffy started posting on /mlp I mean it came from MLP after all
>>692039029
Fucking nigger
>>692039090
You say that like you think I care.
>>692039156
Lol bronies hate us
>>692039262
And we hate bronies so it will be mutual
>>692039193
> doesn't care about da rulez
> holds contempt and mocks people talking about them
Welcome, summerfag.
>>692039262
We have our share of MLP here so
Lets get Barry on /MLP
>>692033599
what is that
I fucking love seeing these things get killed
>>692014069
Nah nothing like that. I'd actually raise em. I'm no edge faggot. Mostly hugbox faggot. But I'd wrek a smarty
>>692041271
Kek the limit kills all threads
>>692038299
That's pretty fucking adorable. Makes sense as well, fluffies can eat anything more or less and love humans, so I can see the homeless keeping or eating them.
>>692033175
Fuck you
>>692041607
How many do you think you would raise? I'd go for two, three at most. They seem a bit too needy to have a lot of. Would be like a second relationship, but just as expensive and annoying and without the sex.
>>692032282
>!==
wtf is this shit
>>692031047
me too
>>692038890
>>692039031
>>692039058
He could be behind 12 proxies man!
>>692042439
I do. I post normal stuff on the booru, but I make these for 4chan to point out the absurdity of some of the fandom.
>>692042375
JavaScript. Not equal value or equal type.
So if x = 3
X !== 3 is false
x !== "3" is true
wtf is wrong with you sithlords?
>>692039090
/mlp is a blue board so you can't post porn or gore. Since the images are not illegal (cp) and can't go on /mlp they can go on /b
I hate that bronie faggot but he is covered by the same rules we are
>>692033285
More
>>692037425
>>/mlp/
>>692043612
whats ur booru name?
Wheres Darth Maracas when you need him?
>>692045205
You fucking serious that /mlp is sfw?! If that's true then I can only feel pity and pain for those pony faggots
Anyone want a story about fluffies in the snow?
>>692048554
No.
Well, ok.
>>692048813
>you are a fluffy
>you are in the snow
>it is very cold
>>692033175
goddamit
>>692048813
I hope you like it.
>Be winter time
>Fluffies are everywhere
>Literally, everywhere.
>They are finding new and stupid places to be found dead rather then the conventional
>Besides being turned up in your neighborhood's playground, scaring the children, you have also found some by your neighbor's toolshed, a few under someone's car
>And even one in your dog's old house
>Now, you don't have that dog anymore, poor fella' died from complications of a tumor-surgery.
>But now, after his little house was left exactly the way it was, right down to the little toys being on the tiny shelf, there was a fluffy in it
>Well, not just -one-, since there can never be just one, can't there?
>It was a dark purple one, with at least three small worms on it's back. One yellow, one blue, and one red
>Next to it was a sleeping green one, curled up with it in the corner
>Now, the sensible thing to do would be to just ignore them and call the shelter.
>But you're not a sensible person. Especially not when such a personal affront has been made against you
>No
>You have a better idea
>You break out the extension cables, the speakers, cinderblocks, and plenty of other things
>Once the speakers are hooked up and the cables lined through the deep snow, you set the blocks up
>You make sure that they span several feet in front of the entrance before piling them up about three blocks high, higher then these fluffies
>And now, what song to play to gentle wake them?
>>692033599
ficlomg sjotttttttttttttttt
>>692049277
Wow, that's great.
I like the part where you're in the snow & it's cold.
>>692036733
more
>>692049853
such a cliffhanger too. Does the fluffy get out of the snow? Is it still cold? Will anyone ever give a flying fuck?
>>692033599
gimmi yo chicken nigger
I will take the opportunity to ask (while the thread is dying). What/who makes things cannon? I never really understood how things become canon on the booru.
Sry for being a newfag
>>692050734
Mostly it's whatever is agreed upon by the community.
>>692033175
gdi
>>692047514
Don't if it wasn't we would probably be suck with them
>>692033599
ffs
>>692050871
Good point. How active is /fluffy on 8ch?
If fluffies could post on /b/
>Be me, have wowstest saddies
>Was poopy dummeh babbeh
>Mummah never gave me wuv
>Never had speshaw fwend
>Never had speshaw hugs
>Wan die. Wat do?
>>692051091
>fef
>stoopid fwuffeh dun no how tu dye
go put head in wawa. den breab wawa.
