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All these asterisks being afoot, attributing to my apoplexy, is appallingly abundant. ...It's snowing on Mt. Fuji.
I should be writing fan-fiction, but I'm reading it instead. Good times.
The red pony replies, "Not us three? Myself and I are now jealous of me."
Four ponies suddenly come into existence in a puff of smoke and accompanied by a poo gas sound. The white pony, with the cutie mark of crossed...
A menu appears and gives the following options: 1: Tesla coil 2: Magic wand 3: MiB 4: Four ponies of the Apocalypse
That's what happens when you don't pony up. ...Wait, that wasn't a non sequitur!? *Dies and becomes a death crystal*
The explorer? You dog, you.
That's because it's not really a conversation. I think we're reading from different pages. It's not my fault, though. I'm saving my tangent for a...
What, is there something wrong with being a man of extraordinary manliness? Besides, I don't want to be launched from Oda Mae Brown's womb.
A man that can paint his "nails" is secure in his masculinity. *Nods sagely* That's not how gender reassignment works. Unless you're talking...
Au contraire. Females in general are actually more divisive between each other than men are between themselves. Men often miss it because their...
You fiend. I knew you were a destroyer of worlds, but to go so low that you break through the ceiling of the bad aspect and use something that a...
I see your lack of acknowledgement of my anagram and curse you with the worst French black metal band. [MEDIA]
I see your avocados and raise you a cova soda.
A thing-it-stuff never tells. :cool:
