I have gone to find myself. If I get back before I return, please keep me here.
Nothing special here, move along, nothing to see, just ignore the lump under the sheet and the red stuff...
Twilight floated a second fritter up to her mouth when she realized the first was gone. “What is in these things?” “Mostly love. Love ‘n about three sticks of butter.”
A thirtysomething Brony from Pennsylvania with a library degree. I also have a Patreon.
A Little Nonsense Now And Then Is Relished By The Wisest Men.
"For fun" is the best reason to do anything. "The best" is the best way to do everything.
Just an average insane brony, doing average insane things. Professional Fanfiction Writer and Purveyor, relevant links are on my profile page.
I'm a young editor and reviewer, who's open to anyone and any story who wants corrections. But, I'm still fun :D
Stories about: Feelings too complicated to describe, ponies
Thanks, but please don't send me cash "tips." Instead, support this charity: The Fletcher Street Urban Riding Club.
I'm just a simple humorist, cartoonist, philanthropist, kinda-pissed, animator. And my love of cartoons stretches all the way to ponies. Expect PUNS.