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1. Brandon Riley Burnthorn

   Pinkie's Journal. October 12th, 1985: Crushed pie in alley this morning, scooter wheel tread on broken crust. This town is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of cake and frosting and when the drains finally bake over, all the parasprites will eat. The accumulated ickyness of all their secrets and lies will foam up about their flanks and all the mares and politicians will look up and shout "Party with us!"... and I'll whisper "nokie dokie lokie." Found this on ponibooru, had to share. http://ur1.ca/5bftp

   
   Thursday, 06-Oct-11 13:50:14 UTC from web
   1. Jordan Cameron

      @kingpopadopalus That is absolutely terrific XD

      Thursday, 06-Oct-11 13:51:31 UTC from web