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Bee Propaganda


“Now and then a fellow gets to thinking. About all the sorrow and afflictions in this world; how it’s liable to strike anywhere, like lightning.” - William Faulkner

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Jesus Christ comes to Equestria. One mare finds out what he can really do.

Chapters (2)
Comments ( 33 )

3/5, would read while taking a dump again.

Comment posted by Warbar deleted Jun 5th, 2018

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Nice, I usually write with that in mind. If you can't read this while taking a shit, then it is not worth your time.

Pretty sure I lost a few million brain cells in the process of reading this, good lob 👍

W...What did i just read? I will easily admit i had a similar idea, just not a trollfic idea of jesus christ

As far as trollfics go...5/8. Not bad, but not particularly standout.

Meh. I've read a trollfic that caused someone to review it because they were triggered like a fat kid at fat camp.

This one is kinda weak.

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Damn need to try harder. I'll keep that in mind next time I decide to write another shitty story.

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Try harder young grashopper and one day you may master the art of the trollfic.

Worth it for the...actually it's not...Downvote because I want to...not because you asked me to. (Make more please)

Meeester
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Profanity is not permitted in the descriptions or title of a story without a Mature rating. Thanks.

Comment posted by Bee Propaganda deleted Mar 15th, 2018

upvoted for the comedy bronze that is this fic

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I like to think the rating is at least zinc, but that might be a little too high.

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True but I don't think they make Zinc Medals.....

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Easy people that don't believe in a diety... But once they are on their deathbed they pray to the diety...




P.s. I'm agnostict:scootangel:

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I could write you a fanfiction about it, but I am waiting on my 25th disklike for this story.

Comment posted by Bee Propaganda deleted Apr 10th, 2019

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Thanks, pink pony of love magic

Jesus was lazily drifting through the sky, and he had no idea where he was supposed to be heading. He believed his father told him to go to some place called Ponyville. He was thinking of how he should start his mission while he was descending from the heavens. His thoughts were interrupted as his feet touched the soft, comfortable, dark green grass. Jesus started to walk in a random direction. He was a holy man on a mission.

This is exactly how I envision him traveling.

Heavens yeah! I love jesus, everyone loves Jesus! Ahmed down the street? He says shit like he's Islamic? The Fuck is that? Allah? Who the Fuck is that? Nobody. We had a crusade about this!

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