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she has such pretty colors. Such a shame its on a bitch mare.
Oh well, i needed a new pair of socks >:)
I’d say turn her into a strawberry patch for the foal and the others to eat
“Mummah hatchu babbeh pooper”
“Really? I’m about to curbstomp you for being a racist piece of shit and you drop a hard R?”
Once again, Fluffies inability to think more than a single thought has royally fucked them
I always have a soft spot for “poopeh babbehs”. And the colorist parent(s) getting their comeuppance, of course.
She is about to die in the most painful way
Shoving a branch in her special place
Some would think it’s bravery, I think it’s more like not being able to think for half a second about the crap that comes out of their mouths, those fluffys never change.
The bitch mare who stands by it’s conviction about poopy babies in situations where it won’t end well for her. Another S-rank fluffy pony trope!
As for what should happen to the bitch mare shitrat:Blood makes the grass grow!kill!Kill!KILL!
WRONG ANSWER BITCH!
Misplaced bravery more like it, though that likely falls under the same umbrella of stupidity. Not sure what else to call that thing that makes people think they’re better than something that an outside observer can clearly tell is way out of their league.
In my opinion, it’s a massively magnified sense of self importance which dovetails with the Dunning Krueger effect, although there’s considerable overlap here with narcissistic personality disorder.
Even when in pain and in danger of dying horribly in agony, it’s important to the mare that everybody is aware that the poopie babbeh isn’t hers and she’s the bestest mummah with the bestest babbehs.
They always slip and tells the truth without knowing. And what Strawberry is saying someone is now in deeper shit now.
It’s like:
Suspect: " I didn’t do anything, I didn’t steal (insert name) gold stash! "
Cop: " I NEVER said its about (insert name) ..and what gold stash? "
Suspect:
Do the unexpected: Turn the mummah into a giant blueberry!
Oh she’s gonna get hers soon..
Bitch mom might as well end up as a pile of blood, guts, and shit.
I’ve always found it interesting and sad how poopie babbeh treatment is formed as a Herd Rule. It’s obviously a taught lesson, but I wonder how most feral herds come to always make that rule one of their main priorities, especially when they’re not even looking for human approval on their colours
Its their programming that still lingers. But Smarty Friends usually over-ride that rule and treat everyone equally but have to teach his herd bout it. Punishment still bound even with them.