Be excellent to each other, and PARTY ON, DUDES! ~ Abraham Lincoln

Twilight floated a second fritter up to her mouth when she realized the first was gone. “What is in these things?” “Mostly love. Love ‘n about three sticks of butter.”

Have you tried setting it on fire?

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"Fluff" in the same way what collects under the sofa is fluff.

Half the time I don't even know how I do what I seem to do so well. I try not to think too hard on it, for fear of breaking myself in the process.

Forget not that I am a derp.

On the Sliding Scale Of Cynicism Vs. Idealism, I like to think of myself as being idyllically cynical. (Patreon, Ko-Fi.)

Nothing special here, move along, nothing to see, just ignore the lump under the sheet and the red stuff...

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Living with LUS.

Every time you read one of my stories, an orphan is allowed to be happy. Do it for the orphans.

Knows the lyrics to "Bron-yr-Aur".

The window through which we perceive life is what defines our experience of it. We are only aware of a small fraction of what our senses pick up. We can all choose how we see the world.

She's looking at you. Yes you. And she is judging you with her eyes. There is no escape.

"Gold for the merchant, silver for the maid / Copper for the craftsman, cunning in his trade / 'Good', laughed the Baron, sitting in his hall / But iron - cold iron - shall be the master of them all."

Lord Fetlock Equinari, The Ponytrician of Flanhk-Marepork. Grammar Tyrant, Rogue Editor at Large, Pungeon Master, Dispenser of Unsolicited Wisdom.

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Was that me? Or was it... somepony else?

Coincidental

I'm so relieved.

Just a dude writing fanfiction and his sister doing all the editing