28th April: Random Thoughts, Music and Pony. · 11:33pm April 27th

"Stop right there, in the name of pony law!"

*bang*

"Oh Sol, Oh Sol, Oh Sol..."

"It's ok, ma'am, you had no choice. He wouldn't stop approaching. We will inform the human authorities."

"Why wouldn't he stop! OH WHY WOULDN'T HE STOP!?"

Harry Otter

The problem with commas is that we naturally put pauses in sentences without needing them and that in many situations like lists, they don't even signify a pause.

I <3 the internet sometimes.

The MSM's conspiracy to force people into self-isolation to depress their fertility and eventually bring about the age of the lizards continues apace.

It is Spring, so it is warm. This is my truth.

I think that determiners can suck on these.

Yeah, take that determiners! And also, occasionally, relative pronouns!

Dear Microsoft,

Today my Windows computer said this.

Is my computer broken? Or is this normal.

Kind regards
~abrony

Grammar are continue to be hard. Har har har.

Tiddly Wink's full name is now Lady Magdalen Dacre Elizabeth Noel, Viscountess Campden of the Tyndall Winks

IMPORTANT UPDATE
TIDDLYWINK HAS FOUND A SHELF

"But that is not her name, you silly blue horse! It is Tiddly Wink. With a space."

Clam down! Clam down!

For once the AI was not going to humour me with a clam being shot, or a clam in a war zone or any other silliness. Authentic Humans FTW! Turing, who's Turing. Just ask abrony.

Do you struggle to find something positive to say about a low-effort fic? Do you find your comments becoming increasingly snappy? Well, try being a teacher for a few weeks! The blandishments will soon come easy

The lines are fadin' in my kingdom
Though I have never known the way to border 'em in
So the muddy mouths of baboons and sows, and the grouse, and the horse and the hen
Grope at the gate of the looming lake that was once a tidy pen
And the mail is late and the great estates are not lit from within
The talk in town's becoming downright sickening

Artist

Come on home, the poppies are all grown knee-deep by now
Blossoms all have fallen, and the pollen ruins the plow
Peonies nod in the breeze and while they wetly bow, with
Hydrocephalitic listlessness ants mop up their brow

I'm in a crisis, I need help
Come on mood shift, shift back to good again
Come on mood shift, shift back to good again
Come on be a friend

Artist

Friggin' FimFic AI driven adds D: How did they know!?

WARNING!!! BLOOD

So wake me when it's over
When high above
The morning sun arrives unbroken
No more final words are spoken anymore
Don't listen to the screaming
The night is long and
Fire won't scare the monsters sober
Promise me you will wake me when it's over