Happiness, thy name is Fluffy Pony
>You are a normal guy, watching TV with your fluffy, Jay-Bee
>Jay-Bee ate some Draino crystals last week and has been acting weird ever since.
>He’s listless, tired all the time, and never wants to play.
>It’s quite sad, really. He was always such happy fluffy, and you wish you could make him happy again.
>You’re about to turn off the TV when an avert catches your eye.
>It’s a green, red and yellow flag with a plate of spaghetti in the middle.
>Jay Bee immediately takes notice of the swelling music in the background and the cheerful voices of the fluffies singing.
>Well that’s good. That’s the most you’ve seen him move since the accident.
>Gween is fow da gwassies
>Dat fow eat an pway!
>Wed is fow the wuv we gif
>to fwuffies evwy day!
>But yellow fow dah sketti
>What dis pwas do had!
>Oh pwease take us to Sketti Wand
>Pwomise no be bad!
>Jay-Bee is wagging his flowing tail at a mile a minute at the enchanting chorus of fluffies.
>You didn’t even know his tail could to that.
>Pwease take us to da Sketti Wand!
>Take to da Sketti Wand!
>We wuv our mums an daddies
>Dat take us to the Skeeti Wand!
>The song ends, and the announcers voice follows.
>”That’s right, Spaghetti Land! The safest, most wonderful place a fluffy could ever go!”
>The commercial pans to shots of happy owners and fluffies walking around an amusement park
>As the announcer talks, the camera switches to show of whatever he’s talking about
>”Toys!” Earth fluffy carrying a big stuffed hammer.
>”Rides!” Pegasus fluffies cheering on a tiny Ferris wheel.
>”Games a fluffy can win!” A unicorn knocking down “Munster” teeth with a Nerf gun
>”And most importantly, SPAGHETTI!”
>The camera pulls back to reveal a truly impressive fiberglass mountain of spaghetti.
>”So come join us in Spaghetti Land, here in the heart of Cleveland, Ohio.”
>The camera cuts back to a messy fluffy in a pile of spaghetti.
>”You no wegwet it!”
>Jay Bee just stares at the TV even after you shut it off.
>You’re so pleased to see Jay Bee happy again that you come to a snap decision.
>”We’re going to Spaghetti Land!” you say in your best happy voice.
>Jay Bee does not move from in front of the television.
>”Do you want to go?” you ask.
>Nothing
>You tap Jay Bee on the shoulder. He tips over onto his side, stiff as a board.
>Stone dead,
>But plastered on his face is the biggest grin and widest eyes you’ve ever seen on a fluffy.
>Seems like he died from sheer joy of Spaghetti Land
>Well, at least he was happy again.
>Plus now you don’t have to go to Cleveland.
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