Conga?

by Szalhi

Bonus: Dancing! It aint nuthin but fun! (read at own risk)

Author's Note:

This is what happens when you gizoogle this.

Twilight was chillaxin inside tha castle, Her freshly smoked up home afta her oldschool one blew up. When her oldschool doggy den blew up, of course tha freshly smoked up one is goin ta be pretty much tha same, albeit 3x larger n' shit. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch was trippin' off a funky-ass book, a freshly smoked up one dat was never up in her oldschool library. Everythang aint real is what tha fuck dat shiznit was called. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Because we all don’t know if we’re real or not.
But her dope ass didn’t even make it half way when they freshly smoked up doorbell gave off. Frustrated, she juiced it up ta tha front door of tha Tree castle. Was it even a tree, biatch? I don’t straight-up know. Openin it up, she found a funky-ass box outside, lyin by itself, no name but just chillin there, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin' thru fo'sho. Lookin round ta peep whoz ass left it, dat biiiiatch was given no answer.
"Spike, Did yo dirty ass peep mah playas leave outside?" Biatch axed as Spike came down ta tha front door.
"Fuck dat shit, Why?"
"Just a unmarked box lyin here, Nothang on dat shit. Just wanted ta know whoz ass could’ve left it here."
"Well what tha fuck do you do wit a unmarked box dat is on yo' front door.?" Dude axed grabbin it n' pullin it inside before closin tha door. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. "Why you open it of course."
Twilight looked all up in tha box, hesitatin ta open it fo' realz. And unmarked box could have anythang up in dat shit. Maybe, not a god damn thang at all. Which countas tha straight-up original gangsta statement where it could have anythang up in dat shit. Takin up in a thugged-out deep breath, Biatch quickly opened tha box ta peep what’s inside it before what’s inside, if it was sentient, could git out.
A reel. Yo ass know, one of dem reels, dat was used before dvds, biatch? Actually, Dvd’s Don’t exist up in Equestria yet. They is used ta show film by quickly changin between frames, so they merge together tha fuck into animation. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. But dis one was different. Dat shiznit was locked up. But tha reel wasn’t only what tha fuck was inside tha box. Inside, there was also a key. Da key was relatively tha equivalent size of tha Lock. What’s tha point on lockin suttin' up yo, but leavin tha key right next ta it?
"A reel, is dat Reely what’s up in that, biatch? Heh, git it, biatch? Reel?" Spike holla'd Pickin up n' inspectin tha reel.
"Yes, i git dat shit. But if it’s chained up, then there must be a secret lyin within dat shit. Grab tha key n' we should unlock dat shit."
Spike grabbed tha key n' handed it over ta Twilight. Pickin up tha key n' tha rele wit her magic, Biatch proceeded ta bang tha key tha fuck into tha lock. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch Turned it slowly, fo' her dope ass didn’t know what tha fuck was goin ta exactly happen. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch fo' realz. As soon as dat dunkadelic hoe turned tha key all tha way, a cold-ass lil click was heard as a funky-ass big-ass flash rocked up. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Twilight dropped tha reel n' moved away from it as tha flash went away.
Da Reel was still there yo, but a funky-ass button rocked up on it’s side fo' realz. A rather big-ass one. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch picked up tha Reel inspectin it before lookin all up in tha button.
"It looks tha exact same, except there’s a giant button right here." Biatch holla'd lookin all up in tha giant button.
"Well than, we must push dat shiznit son!" Spike holla'd reachin up ta push tha button before Twilight moved it outta his bangin reach.
"Spike, Dum diddy-dum, here I come biaaatch! Who tha fuck taught you ta push every last muthafuckin button you see?"
"Every book eva made. They all practically show some pony pushin a funky-ass button."
"Well, i’m goin ta be tha one whoz ass pushes it" Biatch holla'd as she placed her Hoof on tha button n' proceeded ta push dat shit.
"Woah twilight, you’re ridin' dirty all funky." Spike bursted up bustin up all up in tha way Twilight was movin fo' realz. As soon as she pushed tha button, Biatch started ridin' dirty n' tha Reel disappeared. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! But dat shiznit was tha way dat biiiiatch was ridin' dirty dat interested Spike. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch stood on her hind hooves while wavin her fore hooves up in tha air. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch had no shiznit balancin as dat freaky freaky biatch had stopping.
"I Don’t know why yo, but i can’t stop bustin this!" Biatch shouted as Spike laughed at her as her dope ass danced round tha room. 4 steps, wit tha 4th one stretchin tha limb up in front.
"Yo hey, let me try!" Spike holla'd as he made his way closer ta Twilight. Copyin tha Way dat biiiiatch was ridin' dirty, da perved-out muthafucka started imitatin her while notin dat his schmoooove ass couldn’t exactly stop either.
"This is fun yo, but how tha fuck do you stop?" he axed as da ruffneck danced round tha room wit Twilight.
"That’s exactly what tha fuck i’m tryin ta ask yo thugged-out ass."
Just then, Rainbow Dash entered tha room.
"Yo Twilight, you busy right now, biatch? Because i have tha best…" her sentence was cut up as her big-ass booty saw tha two ridin' dirty around. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Biatch gave up a laugh as her big-ass booty saw how tha fuck funky it looked. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Especially Twilight as dat biiiiatch was a quadruped like all other ponies.
"What is you bustin, biatch? That looks so hilarious!" Biatch axed tryin ta hold up in her laughter.
"I know, Twilight found dis reel wit a funky-ass button. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch pressed it n' now dat thugged-out biiiatch can’t stop ridin' dirty! I joined in, n' we can’t smoke up how tha fuck ta stop." Spike answered cheerfully prancin round tha room.
"Hang on, let me try!" Rainbow Shouted as dat biiiiatch went closer ta Spike before imitatin his muthafuckin ass. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch was par on wit tha dizzle as her dope ass danced around, wit a slick balizzle although bein quadruped.
"It’s funk aint it?"
"Heck yeah, I can’t stop yo, but i don’t even want to!" Rainbow replied at Twilight’s discomfort.
"I’m goin ta booty-call it Conga. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Soundz pimped out don’t it?" Spike holla'd as da perved-out muthafucka started ridin' dirty even faster.
"This is tha dopest dizzle eva playa! I’m goin ta Conga everywhere!" Rainbow holla'd speedin up ta catch up wit Spike.
"Yo ass be thinkin you can Conga fasta than me son?" Spike holla'd speedin up tha Conga while maintainin tha erect rhythm.
"I WILL CONGA FASTER THAN YOU EVER WILL!" Rainbow Shouted bustin a edge wit Spike.
"I’d don't give a fuck bout ta break dis ta you muthafuckas yo, but how tha fuck is we goin ta stop bustin this?" Twilight holla'd breakin up tha funk between Spike n' Rainbow.
"WE NEVER WILL!" Da two shouted up in unison.

Comments

[plskilmeTails]

10/10.

[KiKo4]

One sentence in
LMAO XD

[Gyro Pony]

Ohhh, that final chapter earned an upvote and fave, muthafucka!

[WARGAMES]

What in thee fucks?