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>Your package just arrived
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>You ordered her from vsemayki.ru
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>She is perfect
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>Her mane, tail, eyes, and hooves are the brilliant orange of her passionate love
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>Her coat is of soft color, with a light stripe on her face and belly
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>Her beauty, a balance of tenderness and intensity, is felt in her gaze as she spreads her wonderous blue wings with their orange flare
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>Her ears are long and elegant
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>Her mane is adorned with mystical ivy
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>You can barely contain your excitement as you open the box
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>OHCELESTIA
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>She does not disappoint
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>You just stand there in awe
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>The mare of your dreams...
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>remember that she is just a T-shirt
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>Contemplate if it's worth living in a world with no mare
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>Finish morning routine
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>Time to go to work
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>Put on the T-shirt you ordered
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>Walking to work
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>Muscular negro is staring at you and motioning for you to come over
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>Do your best to ignore him
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>"HEY YOU!"
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>Oh please no
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>keep ignoring him
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>"HEY WHITE BOY!"
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>You want to keep moving, but you just freeze in place
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>Shit
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"Uhhh... me?"
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>"Yeah, you, ma little faggot. You will neva get tha bitches like me"
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>Notice two gauche woman next to him snuggling up on his shoulders and looking at you funny as if to emphasize his point
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"What do you want from me?"
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>"What do you want from me?" he repeats in a mocking tone
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>You have no response
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>"You iz a pastey ass cracka going around in ma hood with dat faggot ass T-shirt"
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"SHE IS MY MARE! AND I LOVE HER!"
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>Probably a mistake to say that, but you couldn't hold back
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>An insult to you is OK, but nopony messes with the best mare
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>"Damn nigga, iz you stupid or iz you dum?"
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>"You call dat a T-shirt? I calls it a T-SHIT!"
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>His bitches laugh
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>That's it, no holding back now
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>Remember that negros are hypersensitive about their mothers
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"Well you can talk shit all you like, but at the end of the day I'll be wearing this when I fuck your mom"
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>The negro looks stunned
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>His mouth agape
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>Completely frozen in place by your weak insult
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>After the longest 20 seconds of your life, he moves
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>His face contorts to one of pure rage
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>He starts making incoherent monkey noises
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>"AAAAAAAA!!!! FUCK YO CRACKA ASS!!!!"
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>He lunges at you, tackling you to the ground
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>He removes your T-Shirt and manages to regain some composure
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>"Ma little faggot haz seen his precious mare fo tha last time"
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>He tears your shirt in half
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>Time freezes
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>Your heart stops
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>You can't hear people speaking any more, even though their lips move
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>You just wail endlessly as tears flow
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>A bright light is glowing brighter and brighter behind the negro on top of you
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>The negro goes flying over you and your mare appears before you
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>Sweet Celestia
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>Your tears stop immediately
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>She is even more beautiful in person that you could have ever imagined
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>Her voluptuous beauty has you frozen in place
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>She breaks the silence
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>"Hi anon, you poor poor thing, let me help you out"
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>She waves her mystical ivy over the negro's bitches and their eyes glow green
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>You, your mare, and the bitches have a foursome right in front of the powerless negro as he cries
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>He just keeps crying and calling you a racist
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>Doesn't feel as good to take it as to receive it
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>You just respond by calling him a bitch ass nigga
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