If u even touch fluttershy I will kill you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ya all shouldn’t threat’n ponies that can buck tree’s in two..or threat’n pony’s who are good natured and kind to everyone.
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Double Take by CrownePrince [Comic Dub] (by EileMontyVA)
((Mac Mod: First recording in a while….Happy Unrelated To Blog…day before cheap chocolate day!!!))
Hey Big Macintosh how is it like living on the farm in the winter and also happy holidays
Happy Holidays to you too. It’s fun on the farm in winter..Ah build Snow ponies with Applebloom, and AJ..and Granny makes hot apple cider, but occasionally we have to help get snow cleared on some of the roads…
((Orginal art by:http://normanb88.deviantart.com…edited for more smiles))
The Headless Horse is one of mah favorite stories to tell…
((Mac Mod: This really is one of my favorites!))
Headless Horseman (by BRRGames)
((PONYVILLE LYRICS!! by Mac Mod and Orginally Written by: Don Rage and Gene De Paul ))
When the scaries have a midnight Jamboree
They break it up with fiendish glee
Windegos are bad, but the one that’s cursed
It’s the Headless Horse, yeah he’s the worst
That’s right, he’s a fright, on Nightmare Night
But when he a clip-cloppin’ ‘cross the land
His Cutie Mark is a sliced up brand!
Manticores take one look and groan
And hit the road for parts unknown
Beware, take care, he trots alone
And there’s no spook, like a spook who’s spurned
They don’t like him, and he’s really burned
He swears to the longest day he’s dead
He’ll show them that he can get a head
They say he’s tired of his mainless’ top
He’s got a yen to make a swap
So he rides one night each year
To find a head in Ponyville here
Now he likes them little, he likes them big
Part in the middle, or a wig
Pink or white or even red
The Headless Horse needs a head
With a hip-hip and a clippity-clop
He’s out lookin’ for a top to chop
So don’t try to figure a new recourse
You can’t reason with a headless horse
Now if you doubt this tale is so
I met that horse just a year ago
No, I didn’t stop for a second look
I made for the bridge that spans the brook.
For once you cross that bridge, my friends
The ghost is through, his power ends
So when you’re trott’n home tonight
Make for the bridge with all your might
He’ll be down in the Forest there
He needs your head, look out, beware!
With a hip-hip and a clippity-clop
He’s out looking for a head to swap
So don’t try to figure a new recourse
You just can’t reason with a headless horse!!!
