A new hero has arrived!

Cry moar. :)

Didn't call you a faggot dear. I'm just pointing out that amongst the wide variety of things on the internet that you could get your jimmies rustled at...ponies should theoretically be the least of them.

Hence, cry moar.

Ta ta.

rofl...what are you honey? 12? Find a new cause. If you're going to be rustled over every fandom or subculture you come across you're going to wind up a neurotic mess by the time you're 20.

Honestly. Ponies aren't the end of the world, your interests or your life in general.

Also, it's in the channel. Technically -you're- in the wrong place sweetums.

And lastly,

Anon for your safety? Are the big red thumbs coming to take away your family, livelihood and your wee willy winky? No? Didn't think so. Don't be so clingy to transient, virtual things.

But....but....mai thambs D: .Also I'm not one of those tear my shirt off and throw my pc out the window at the mention of ponies hater.It's just a nuisance for me.And as I said above a channel blocker would make fj a better place.Well at least this argument didn't turn into a shitstorm like it usually does.

It's the tits. They calm all creatures. Anyway, think about what I said pumpkin. Bronies aren't out to get you. Toodaloo and nice to meet you!

the way you talk makes me want to punch you in your bitch mouth,i honestly don't care about bronies,but you talk like a super faggot

The way you comment makes me want to punch you in your impossible faggot mouth---save the very-high likelyhood that you'd start trying to suck on my fist out of instinct.

Seriously; let's make a metaphor here. I'm a deep-space probe, and I went through two pages of your comments (which in the context of this metaphor is something like a quarter billion galaxies or some other arbitrarily high number) to thumb down the most inane and petulant comments (this; in the context of the metaphor, would be the space-probe's enthusiastic search for intelligent life over the course of another arbitrarily high number of years) only to find that they all were worded as though by an autistic savant who's specialty was smacking his father's cock on a keyboard at an incredibly rapid rate. (The last statement, in regards to the entire metaphor business, would equate to something like the probe not actually finding any life and learning that humanity is God's sick little joke.)

and i also like the fact that you've been here for 2 years and your still not even close to the level that i'm on

oh wow a gay joke,must of taken you forever to come up with that original one liner. seriousley i'm laughing so hard right now

Actually it was one of those amazing little insults that just -happened-, you know? No, I suppose you wouldn't.

It's okay honeypie. My bitch mouth isn't anywhere near your dick, so your virginity is intact.

Decent of you to worry though! Not very many kids take the precaution!

Forget the no shitstorm part of my comment, the kids were probably at school at that time.

Shitstorms or not, it wasn't about ponies!

Just some ravening child is all.

have you seen her fly?

Like thetellerofstories said, 'have you seen her fly?'. And she might also not be fast enough to catch somepony, so she'll use a rope. She'll probably miss though.