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// Pro-Log 
// Story: Wilson goes to school 
// by kapinder 
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	It was a Sunday, and Wilson was... most likely blackout drunk or in a coma due to Ace's birthday party on Saturday. "Wilson, are you alive?" Fluttershy asked opening his bedroom door.
"...I think so," Wilson said with his head slammed into a pillow.
"Wilson I'm a little concerned for you," Fluttershy said walking up to him.
"Oh no... what now?" Wilson asked still talking into his pillow.
"Well it's just that I was reading your diary..."
"I'm going to stop you right there," Wilson said springing to life. "You were reading... my diary..."
"...Yes," Fluttershy said opening Wilson's diary. "And just look at how aweful your spelling is." 

Deer Dairy
Today, me and Ender decaded to go screw around in the Everfee fortress. We found some pokerdoted mushroms and they were some good shit. Anyways... when I went home, Flutershy was all concernd about my helth because I was all green and throwing up. She worrys to much you no. So after a trip to the hospitle, and getting my stomach pumpd, I was crying on my couch for the ress of the day. Flutershy then boght me a sqeeke toy and I felt like I was nothing more then a dog. A dog laying on a couch and crying... it was kindof awesum I guess. Awesum like Flutershy. If it wasnt for her... I might of ben dead for a long time. Other ponis say that were dating butt I think thats just to anoy me. We are cleerly just two frends who live in the same house, hang out alot, protect eachother, hug alot, and on ocasion say that we love eachother. What the hell does that have to do with dating? Maybe there just high... oh wells. I guess I will end the entree here, see you later.
Sinsirly: Wilson
P.S. I also had this wierd dream that I walked in on Flutershy deeptroutin a dildo. She screemed and threw something at me, it hit me in the head an I woke up. I told Flutershy about the dream and she told me not to mention it to anyone or ever bring it up again... EVER. I guess having a dream like that could be embearassing if you told someone and left out the "so i had a dream that" part of the story. Oh wells... bye.

Studying the diary, Wilson then said, "I don't see anything wrong with it."
Fluttershy facehoofed and said, "This is why I signed you up for school."
"You did what?" Wilson shouted. "Why the hell would you do that?"
"Because your spelling sucks." 
"I'm not going," Wilson said going back to bed.
"Well that's to bad, because it starts tomorrow."
In shock, Wilson screamed, "Nooooo! How could this happen to me? I've made my mistakes. Got nowhere to run..." 
"Please stop singing."