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Polo The Weirdos Greatest Hits
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PONYBOX Studio presents... an Angernet Award winning production "Polo the Weirdo’s GREATEST HITS" starring Polo the Weirdo, written by Polo the Weirdo and based on the Incredible True Story produced by PonyBox from articles by POLO THE WEIRDO!
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As an honestly complete and total entitled qualified writer, I must tell you all that there is nothing I treasure more than the approval of my readers. To see you all so moved by my thrilling tales of dog-food-worthy horses, unsatisfactory horse show slaves, and the uselessness of riders of every discipline (based on the various obvious mental disorders necessary to participate in said discipline) is all that I have ever aspired to. Below are some reader comments taken from my articles posted on PonyBox.
“...a snobby stuck up rider with a crop jammed to far up their a**”
“It honestly made me kind of sick reading it.”
“The irony of using the word "etiquette" when being so rude.”
“complete and total entitled jerk.”
“agitating and rude....”
“not qualified to own a goldfish, let alone a horse”
“Yuck!”
My time writing for Ponybox has been deadly, exciting, and an overwhelming adventure full of crop sodo- uh- sodas. (I was going to say sodas. The type you open with a crop, you know? Those.) *ahem* Yes, adventures involving crop sodas, sub-standard goldfish care (I’m so sorry, Nemo! I never meant it to end this way!) and a WHOLE bunch of “Yuck”!
I’m so lucky to have a readership so passionate about my work that they are moved to sickness, and sometimes even CAPS LOCK, by the totally serious, not-at-all-satirical and definitely-not-sarcastic tales that my articles bring them.
Dear, valued readers, after all the input you’ve given me, your fingertips bruised from passionately hammering keys, your scalp balding from hair ripping, your funny bone shaking and rattling helplessly in the bottom of a ditch somewhere... You deserve this. My deepest, most heartfelt message, dedicated only to you.
*Disclaimer: This article is to be read using glasses with a giant fake nose and moustache for the humourously challenged. Do not consume this product if you are allergic to insults, sarcasm, satire, or goldfish (Nemo... Forgive me).
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