September news · 8:50pm Sep 27th, 2017
Hello, everybrony.
So, I think I'll be talking about me, for once. You see...
Suddenly, my door exploded loudly as the silhouette of the pony princess of friendship walked inside my room. Her glare burns right through my skin. I can smell her anger as her nostrils flares. This is a display of utter rage that nobody could be accustomed to seeing...
Actually, this has been happening quite a lot lately. How do I afford to replace my doors so often?