Its been a pretty long time since I've been capable of coming onto this site, and a longer time since I've been on felt the capability to make myself remotely present.
T'was the night before Christmas, when all through they're house Not a creature was stirring, at least, none created by Lauren Faust. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, (caring: something now quite rare!) In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there. Young BP was settled all snug in his bed, While visions of ponies danced in his head.
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the hell?
so awesome