The Spy of the Tiger owns a spaghettios factory.
"BEHOLD," Twilight screeched, "SPAGHETTIOS!"
"No no," Spike pushed Twilight's hooves down. "The phrase is 'Uh oh, spaghettio'."
Twilight stared at the newly-burnt hole through the floor made by Spike pitching a vial of highly corrosive acid at said floor. She looked back up at the dragon.
"I know, I know, I used three different punctuation marks in a row, making for a somewhat strange reading experience. I'll see myself out."
"You better."
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Spike wasn’t amused at Twilight’s Doofenshmirtz impression
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Didn't have enough of a vaguely German accent, I guess.
What if Twilight played Stairway to Heaven in a Guitarcenter?