The Jelly Pups

Do Foxes Participate In Incest?

"SHUT UP BINGO"

"OK FINE DAMN"
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The three lil puppers were on their way back home. However, their stomaches growled and grumbled, and it didn't take a genius to know that they were hungry.

"We coulda used that 20 bucks to buy us some ice cream," Bongo growled, eyeing the ice cream shop as they walked by. "Oh c'mon Bongo, we'll go home and get the money then come back." Bingo said, having enough with both of his younger brothers' bullshit.

"But that's such a long waaaaalk," Bongo groaned, and Bango nodded his head in agreement.

"Wait!" Bongo barked, staring at two arctic foxes sitting at an outdoor cafe. Bingo and Bango turned their heads to see what Bongo was looking at.

Bingo's tiny confused puppy face flushed red, and he immediately hid his face away so the two foxes wouldn't see him. Meanwhile, Bango and Bongo looked at each other. Mischievously. They had an evil plan. You start to quiver from fear.

"Bingo!" Bongo shouted, "Stop being such a pussy, you out here actin' like a 40 year old virgin goofy ass. Listen, we're gonna go steal their wallets and pay for our ice cream using their money."

"Yeah!" Bango giggled, chasing his tail like a stupid little cunt. You, however, think it's cute. I despise you.

"What? No! Guys, theft is wrong. We are not doing that, especially to our own neighbours." Bingo said sternly, glaring down at his little brothers.

"Oh come on Bingo, live it up a lil!" Bongo grinned, "Plus, I doubt Rosco and Cosmo would even care that much. Look at them! They rich as fuck!"

"Doesn't matter how rich they are, Bongo," Bingo growled, "theft is theft."

"Oh my god you're one of those 'age is just a number' motherfuckers ain't ya?"

"WHAT-? NO BONGO I AM NOT."

Bongo snickered, "Tell that to lady Cosmo over there. Now c'mon, let's go. Bingo, Bango, you distract 'em. I'll snatch they wallet."

Bingo was too tired to argue. Fuck his life, man.

"Hey ladies!" Bango walked up to Rosco and Cosmo with the eldest brother, "How're y'all doin' this fine evening?"

You cringe. How could these ugly little mutts think they have a chance with these two beautiful arctic foxes? I mean, look at them! Rosco's fur is beautiful, a lovely mixture of black and white. Cosmo's fur was as white and pure as snow, but that's why Bongo didn't really like her. Bongo doesn't like white people. Bingo, on the other hand, has always dreamed of fucking white sluts. That's why he likes her.

Cosmo is asian.

Rosco grinned and hopped happily upon seeing his neighbours, "Oh, hey Bonger! Hey Bingus!"

Bango and Bingo blinked. This bitch.

"Uh, actually, I'm Bango! And this is my eldest brother, Bingo."

"Oh. My bad lol. Anyway, have you guys met my sister Cosmo?" Rosco asked, gesturing to his sister.

"Oh yeah, I'd hit that wassup baby mamas." Bingo flirted, winking one of his crossed eyes. Cosmo grimaced in disgust. He smelled like pickles. You like the smell of pickles, don't you? Fuck you.

Sorry, I don't know what came over me. Hopefully not Bingo.

Anyway, Bongo managed to snag Cosmo's wallet out of her ass. She somehow didn't notice. She's stupid.

Bongo slipped away from the crime scene and walked into the ice cream shop. All the while Bingo and Bango were trying to hold up conversation. Well, Bango was trying. Bingo was trying to get into Cosmo's pants.

"LET'S GO LET'S GO WE COPPED THE ICE CREAM LET'S GO" Bongo yelled, running out the shop while carrying three tubs of ice cream in his mouth. Bingo and Bango ran after their brother, leaving Rosco and Cosmo sitting there in confusion. They looked at each other for a moment. They were having intrusive thoughts of incest. Ew.

The three jelly pups got home and feasted on their delicious ice cream. These three fatasses ate all three tubs got damn. Strawber ain't gon' be two happy about this.