HTF Lumpy In My Lïttle пони Fr By STITCH62633 On DevïantArt

He kills and kills but doesn't know why
it doesn't matter how hard he tries.
if Ты say Vietnam he'll stab Ты with a fork
if Ты say tiger you're head won't work.
He can use fire, pencils and car gas
heck, he'll just use whatever he has.
You can't stop him no matter what
if Ты call for help he'll stab Ты in the butt.
Never run because Ты know he'll catch you
he might torture или just plain kill you.
Run for cover, еще like run for death
he'll fill your eyes with crystal meth.
It doesn't matter if Ты run или cry
either way you'll just plain die.
Almost anything can set him off
you better pray to god that...

HTF spoof
(flippy is standing there. He just went back to normal after flipping out and is covered in blood.)

Flippy:what the?
Flaky:*grabs Flippy's arm* Ты are going to an insane asylum Flippy.
Flippy:wait what?
(it cuts to a scene where flippy is in the asylum looking around then it cuts to a five years later scene)

Flippy:*rocking back and forth and talking in a weird voice* Popperclops, popperclops, clops that pop your cloppers.
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(Flippy is chasing toothy with his knife)
Flippy:I'm gonna kill you!
Toothy:wait, just let me load my musket.
Flippy:who uses a musket...