Somepony named Blitzy. She was kind of a cutie~
Hm, really? Dat’s nice tuh hea’.
Any kind. ‘Dey all feel ratha’ breezy. Helium espexially, because I can fly with ‘dem winged ponies.
And there goes my escape plan…
A box? Is dat how you were gonna hide? A friggin’ box? HAH!
Oh god….I’m next aren’t I…..
Oof… I neva’ knew Joey had it in him…
I knew playing Golf would be a bad idea….
Oops, I didn’t know you golf where I’d be sittin…
Actually, I make my bed out of clouds. It feels all nice n’ fluffy dat way.
Don’ count on it, toots~