It's cold. Keeping inside and trying not to think about this is Phil, a human.
Outside, trying to get rid of her rubbish is Plum, a pony. But she's having issues.
Phil helps Plum, and in helping her encounters further issues.
Then there's soup. Or not.
Sometimes I really look forward to the sequel.
Good story.
Quite lovely. It's the simple things sometimes that can really get you thinking, wot?
Like stairs. Strange gorram things, stairs.
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I told you man, I told you about stairs
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And they never happen!
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Idk how you make 3.5k words of nothing much be so interesting.
Like
Nothing important happend
And i loved evey line
~Reggie
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And when they do, it's Jack
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Wooo! Love your work
Damn I could read your stories forever, it's just such a delight. Also,
I get it Phil, I really do
I am glad you have not gotten tired of this place, new stuff from you is just so nice. Ice can get ya if you are not careful, the few times I am just glad I had a thick coat on or the road was empty.
Thanks for the fluff. In winter, fluff is important. Also in other seasons, it's very weather-friendly.
This is just what I needed this morning. Wonderful story as always.
Not bad.
Cute
Always love a good Cackling Moron story. Like a bowl of soup (or three-bean chilli) to warm the cockles.
Such big eyes you have, little pony.
The better to make you reflexively do social things that you wouldn't otherwise do, dearie.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CsHiG-43Fzg
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https://m.I can confirm that I am, indeed, quite strange.
But that's normal for a New Jersian.
Basically what turning 30 feels like, and then every year after.
Kindness does often beget delicious chili. Thank goodness n_n