When I was just a lad you know,
I met a gal from Old Bourdeaux,
She had blonde hair and blue eyes too,
Let me ride on the ring-dang-doo

The ring-dang-doo,
Now, what is that?
It's soft and round like a pussy cat,
Got a hole in the middle and it's split in two,
That's what you call the ring-dang-doo!

She took me down into her cellar,
Said I was a might fine fella,
Fed me wine and whiskey too,
Let me ride on the ring-dang-doo

The ring-dang-doo,
Now, what is that?

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I've had this tickle fic idea bouncing around my head for a good few months now. Keep in mind this is just a skeleton so far and needs to be fleshed out detail wise, but I'd be happy to hear what you think!

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So, I'm going to see Porter Robinson live tonight in Houston! His song "Sad Machine" is probably one of the biggest early influences on The Iron Horse and its tone, so today I'd like to post about the song and how it defined Turing Test's voice as I hear it...

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Y’know, in the last few months I’ve heard a number of people talk about how the fandom’s dying, especially with the rumor that the show is nearing its official end (Is that still a rumor? Nobody’s confirmed it yet?). While I acknowledge that the fandom has shrunk in the last few years, I for one do not think it will ever outright die. I suspect FIMFiction will be around for a good long while. Just look at other fandoms that are still around.

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"Thank you!" Spike held the flowers close. "Seriously, thank you! Now I just gotta get these to Roseluck!" He waved as he darted away. "Thanks again!"

Rumble nudged Thunderlane as Spike ran off. "Think we should tell him he looks like he got into a fight with a rainbow pixie and lost?"

Thunderlane shook his head. "Just let him have this one, little bro. Just let him have this one."

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