In the Grim Darkness of the Future, There Are Only Ponies

That's not a pony joke.

Get out.
 
It lights up the greater part of [SOUTH-ENGLAND SOMEWHERE] when it swings back and forth. It's like the sun using itself as a pair of glowsticks.
 
What the fuck are you talking about?


*shoots Torsty with a Coltgun*
 
Can we please stick to the mane topic?
 
By the time I finished reading this tread I had run out of ideas.

Now, to die.


(Dies)
 
Great, now we're saddled with a corpse.
 
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