Many Americans are familiar with the ‘WindTalkers’ of WW2: Navajo aboriginals used to encode battle orders in the Pacific theater. What few are aware of was how the Canadians had their own version of this practice, using native Newfoundlanders. They were dubbed ‘FishTalkers’, and their code was never broken.
 
The following is an actual excerpt from a pair of FishTalker radar operators in 1941:
 
Operator A: “Contact, Nor’East, Bearin’ Oh-Five-Six.”  
Operator B: “M R ducks.”  
A: “M R knot.”  
B: “O S A R. C D E D B D wings.”  
A: “Whale oil beef hooked. M R ducks.”
 
(( Read it aloud, with a good Newfie accent. ))

@CrashSucksMariosaGOD  
*Your  
Dammit

@Princess♠Molestia  
revives  
You’re opinion is good and you should feel good

@flamepony9  
This artists artwork actually looks similar to artwork I’ve seen before.

shrug
 
I like this OC. The idea of a fish merchant pony entertains me.
 
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You know, it’s kind of funny: back at ponibooru, at the height of its anti-oc furor, this character was quite well regarded, yet here at the generally more tolerant Derpibooru, she seems to be disliked, judging by votes. Funny how that worked out.

@CrashSucksMariosaGOD  
At least the artist took effort like… Koward Yuan.

You know, she is a Griffon. You know, monstrous half eagle, half lion monster, eats Ponies for breakfast, so that Pony is screwed.

For real, this drawing is bad and the creator should feel bad

The artwork is really bad here.

……  
Okay, let’s start this thread with a song!  
Our country reeks of trees,  
Our yaks are very large,  
And they smell like rotting beef carcasses.  
And we have to clean up after them  
And our saddle sores are the best.  
We proudly wear women’s clothing  
And searing sand blows up our skirts.  
And the buzzards, they soar overhead,  
And poisonous snakes will devour us whole,  
Our bones will bleach in the sun.  
And we will probably go to /hell/ [*],  
And that is our great reward,  
For being The-uh Ro-yal Canadian Kilted Yaksmen!