"So, um, where did you say you found these balloons again, darling?", an unsure Rarity asked the hyperactive party pony, as she eyed the masses of strange party balloons, which all had a peculiar white stain pattern on them.
Pinkie Pie ceased blowing the balloon she had in her hooves and turned her head to face her friend, a similar white substance covering her upper lip. "Oh, I found all these awesome party balloons in some little mare's bathroom at a strip bar! There was a lot of them lying around on the floor, too! Why you ask, Rarity?"
Pinkie then notcied the strange white substance on her lip, and licked it off. Smacking her lips, she gave a look of disgust. "Bleugh! Tastes like stallion! Why does this frosting taste like stallion?"
Rarity's mouth fell agape, and the next second, she fainted.