Poor Ugly Ponies

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Stranger: never gona give you up

You: never gonna let ou down

Stranger: omg

Stranger: your my hero

You: and you are mine

You: small world!

Stranger: yes indeed

You: how about that pony, huh?

Stranger: oh

Stranger: i have a purple pony

Stranger: its name is greg

You: is it a pretty purple pony?

Stranger: it drinks balies from a show

Stranger: yess

Stranger: Shoe*

You: good, I hate the ugly ones

Stranger: yeah

You: carmel balies?

Stranger: i had to give this one plastic surgery

You: that's my favorite too

You: but it depends on the shoe

Stranger: yes

Stranger: fishing shoes get the job done.

You: yes, it's simply inhumane to not get your pony's ugly fixed

You: fishing shoes with buckles

You: I had a pony named bucky once, true story

Stranger: oh really

Stranger: i plan on getting a new pony
You: he had blue spots and a red saddle

You: what's going to happen to greg?

Stranger: :O

Stranger: did you get other ponys to ride him.

You: no he was too little

Stranger: awe

You: but I need to know what will happen to greg

Stranger: whatta shame.

You: you can't just thrown him out after all he's done for you

Stranger: hes still growing

Stranger: he has a green hat
You: he'll grow into a beautiful maiden someday

You: and then I will marry greg

You: and his green hat

Stranger: only god know.

Stranger: knows*

Stranger: oh

Stranger: joy

Stranger: and i will attend the wedding

You: and then we will do the dance of joy

Stranger: yes

Stranger: and then you and greg will have little pony babys

You: with little green hats

Stranger: yes

Stranger: oh the joy

You: happy happy joy joy joy!

Stranger: yess

Stranger: well

Stranger: i must be off to raise greg

Stranger: toodles.

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