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If I call you a mudpony, ain't nuthin' to it, my little pony made me do it


When a test requires Twist to study for hours at night until she could barely keep her eyes open, she thinks she if finally prepared. That is, if she wasn't green to the gills with sickness. Not only does she have to worry about keeping her grade, she also has to worry about keeping her lunch.

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This is how I feel about Twist at the end.

Enjoy the reaction.

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