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"Baby, you ain't got no idea how hard I'd kick you. So hard you'd cough up your reproductive stuff."
Intersting. Notice the shooter had the firearm illegally. It's almost like making guns illegal in the US won't stop violent Americans from using guns.
http://thefederalist.com/2016/06/29/concealed-carrier-prevents-mass-shooting-at-sc-nightclub/
I'mma marry a bastard.
Yeah, Ridley. I wouldn't want disdain for the corporation to *squee!* up my car. I work at Walmart, I don't make enough to fix it.
"I..." Asmo wrapped his hooves tight around her. "I'm glad you still thought of me after 33 years... Gonna be honest, I'd kick you right in the...
Ridley, man, don't take that out on the employees. We've got to go gather those. Plus, they're like every hundred feet.
Asmo blinked in surprise. "What the *squee!*?!"
Asmo took a deep breath, regaining his air, and sat in that spot. "Okay. Shoot."
Asmo wheezed. "Still 24 hours..."
Asmo jumped in surprise. "Hi! It's been like a day..."
"Holy crap." Raven got giddy. "I've got like a little bro. That's so cool!" "Looks like that hurt," Asmo commented. "Four weeks?" Azrael asked....
Asmo snickered. "It's a colt." Dusty could be heard upstairs, demanding, "Asmodeus, close the eye, now!"
"What? Here?!"
"What happened?" Raven asked.
Asmo and Raven walked into the bar together. "Party's here!" Asmo exclaimed.
"Indestructible." Azrael chuckled. "I told you."
"A colt..." Maya weakly cradled her new foal, big smile on her face. "Welcome to the world... Moondust." "Finally." Dusty let a tear escape his...
Maya heaved, giving one more push, the foal finally plopping out. What came out was a tiny alicorn colt. White coat, blue mane, and yet unopened...
"Breathe, Maya..." Dusty used his magic to steady out her breathing. "Our baby is almost here." "Get the kid out..." She grunted. "Thousand...
