JUGGERNAUT
>Wake up
>Another day
>Pull your boots on and head out to work
>A family of fluffies is at the door
>“Nyu daddeh?”
>The stallion’s back makes a crunching sound as you tread upon it on the way to your car
>The sound of the mummah and babies crying over the paralysed papa fluffy is drowned out by the noise of the engine and radio
>Halfway to work another family of fluffies is trying to cross the highway
>A line of chubby foals trot clumsily behind their mother like ducks in a row
>They make a barely noticable thump as you drive over them; nothing the suspension can’t handle
>When you arrive at work a fluffy tries to enter the building when you open the door
>The door shears the fluffy’s head off as you close it behind you
>At the end of the day you step on the head as you leave
>On the way home a stallion walking in the middle of the street puffs up his cheeks and tries to intimidate your car
>You don’t even feel the thump this time
>Get home.
>On the way in tread on mummah fluffy still mourning her special friend
>Foals cry
>Go inside
>Eat dinner.
>Take trash out
>“Owwies!” comes the voice of a fluffy who was rummaging around in the dumpster
>Close the lid
>Go inside and go to bed
>An uneventful day