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// To Twist 
// Story: Letters 
// by paxtofettel 
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Okay, before you condemn this story as a troll fic and break out the pitchforks, let me explain myself. This certain letter is meant to have really bad grammar. I wanted to reflect Snail's intelligence (or lack of thereof) in his letter. You wouldn't expect a colt like Snails to write like Shakespeare, wouldn't you? 

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der twist,

helo, its snails. momma told me dat i shuld writ to somepony in ponivile so i can learn to writ beter. i cant rite too gud but ill try to writ.

so how r yu? gud? im ok. 

i yust wanna tell yu dat i think yur very purty. very purty. yur purtier than da oder fillis in skool. 

i relly like yu twist. i like like like like yu a lot. i now im not so smart lik ms cheerilee or rich lik dimond tiara. but i still really like you.

i now yu tink im stoopid and clumsi but im tryng to get beter. i now you lik truffles moar cuz yu gav him a card in harts an hooves day. but i really really really really lik yu more. 

uh, okay im gonna stop writin now becus mommas makin hay fries. bye twist, i love yu a lot.

snails.