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11-11-2012, 10:57 PM
Huh. Well then, I thought, be gone with yourself, the same darn way every other dang horse I meet decides to do. I sigh at her seemingly unfamiliar glances at my wings. Not many meet pegisus mares strolling around the outskirts these days. At the mention of the beautiful unicorn being in perfect shape, I smiled. I hoped so. All that smart talk was just faking it. You wouldn't call me the planner-type. I just thought of last-minute things to make life easier. "You don't say" That sure seemed like my kind of talk.
Then comes the retort, or at least I take it that way: "That's all very kind, but I'm quite capable of goring a stallion in the belly all by myself, thank you." Well alrighty then. She eventually moved off, then halted. Looked back. "Oh, come on then. Better two than one, if you can keep up." I don't have the slightest notion of what to do. Finally, I decide to go with her. I walk calmly up to her.
Then comes the retort, or at least I take it that way: "That's all very kind, but I'm quite capable of goring a stallion in the belly all by myself, thank you." Well alrighty then. She eventually moved off, then halted. Looked back. "Oh, come on then. Better two than one, if you can keep up." I don't have the slightest notion of what to do. Finally, I decide to go with her. I walk calmly up to her.
