The cunts who ruined my brony tea party

[Guest Keith Lard]

So the other day I hosted a brony tea party at my house and invited Frank, Jazz, Kuntakunty, and ProfB. We were wearing our best flocks and indulging ourselves with party rings, cakes, and dolly mixtures whilst playing with our pony plushies. Me and Frank debated on who is the sexiest pony, but all the sudden Jazz screamed at Kunta for taking the last Cadbury’s chocolate roll. Kunta told Jazz to go fuck himself and Jazz slapped him across the face. Kunta then grabbed the teapot and poured scalding hot tea on Jazz’s head. Jazz then lifted his chair up and slammed it against Kunta, knocking him against the wall. Frank told Jazz to stop acting like a spastic, then Jazz grabbed Frank’s favourite nautical themed mug out of his hand and smashed it against the wall. Frank got angry and lunged towards Jazz, punching him in the face. Jazz landed flat on the floor and Kunta just got up and began kicking Jazz’s head in. ProfB got all upset and told them to stop fighting, which she then tiddled on the carpet. Then my mother got back from Aldi and found the living room a mess caused by my party guests. She called their moms to pick them up and she grounded me and banned me from inviting my friends to my house ever again. Tea parties aren’t as good as it used to be.

 

[Guest ducunti]

They were supposed to participate in a mercy killing after the tea, obviously not successful though.

[Guest KuntaCunty]

So the other day I hosted a brony tea party at my house and invited Frank, Jazz, Kuntakunty, and ProfB. We were wearing our best flocks and indulging ourselves with party rings, cakes, and dolly mixtures whilst playing with our pony plushies. Me and Frank debated on who is the sexiest pony, but all the sudden Jazz screamed at Kunta for taking the last Cadbury’s chocolate roll. Kunta told Jazz to go fuck himself and Jazz slapped him across the face. Kunta then grabbed the teapot and poured scolding hot tea on Jazz’s head. Jazz then lifted his chair up and slammed it against Kunta, knocking him against the wall. Frank told Jazz to stop acting like a Spastic, then Jazz grabbed Frank’s favourite nautical themed out of his hand and smashed it against the wall. Frank got angry and lunged towards Jazz, punching him in the face. Jazz landed flat on the floor and Kunta just got up and began kicking Jazz’s head in. ProfB got all upset and told them to stop fighting, which she then tiddled on the floor. Then my mother got back from Aldi and found the living room a mess caused by my party guests. She called their moms to pick them up and she grounded me and banned me from inviting my friends to my house ever again. Tea parties aren’t as good as it used to be.

 

 

Good job, Bronski! 

[Guest KuntaCunty]

Yeah... Just a shame he got your sex wrong, eh.

 

As if you are in a position to discuss sex in any context, you castrated fucking sack of shit. 

[Guest KuntaCunty]

Repetitive and boring.  You're out of gas, old son.  DONE!

[Guest Alfie Noakes]

Hey Keith, that is so much better than all of your other nominations. Still you could have invited judge so he could suck your dick.

[Guest]

So the other day I hosted a brony tea party at my house and invited Frank, Jazz, Kuntakunty, and ProfB. We were wearing our best flocks and indulging ourselves with party rings, cakes, and dolly mixtures whilst playing with our pony plushies. Me and Frank debated on who is the sexiest pony, but all the sudden Jazz screamed at Kunta for taking the last Cadbury’s chocolate roll. Kunta told Jazz to go fuck himself and Jazz slapped him across the face. Kunta then grabbed the teapot and poured scalding hot tea on Jazz’s head. Jazz then lifted his chair up and slammed it against Kunta, knocking him against the wall. Frank told Jazz to stop acting like a Spastic, then Jazz grabbed Frank’s favourite nautical themed mug out of his hand and smashed it against the wall. Frank got angry and lunged towards Jazz, punching him in the face. Jazz landed flat on the floor and Kunta just got up and began kicking Jazz’s head in. ProfB got all upset and told them to stop fighting, which she then tiddled on the floor. Then my mother got back from Aldi and found the living room a mess caused by my party guests. She called their moms to pick them up and she grounded me and banned me from inviting my friends to my house ever again. Tea parties aren’t as good as it used to be.

 

 

 

 

 

Tea bagging and plenty of lubricant. Lovely.

[Guest nobgobbler]

Hey Keith, that is so much better than all of your other nominations. Still you could have invited judge so he could suck your dick.

Our Keith needs a woman in his life. I'm not offering.

[Guest ducunti]

Our Keith needs a woman in his life. I'm not offering.

 

Myra Hindley would have been a perfect match.

[Guest nobgobbler]

Keith, why don't you ask Jazz for some instruction in Photoshop? If this was his nom, that picture would have the faces replaced with the appropriate avatars. That would really enhanse your storytelling which isn't as good as it might have been.