Anonymous((Yeah, I’ll admit: it’s pretty bad. But when I get the chance, I’ll resume this blog using Source Filmmaker instead. I don’t really use Garry’s Mod anymore.))
So I found this e-mail that was sent to me two weeks ago. I’ve couldn’t read it earlier, because I’ve been busy trying to get rid of the video poker machines in my living room. I was sick of hearing the same 16-note melody five times in succession, so I’ve pushed them down Ghastly Gorge. Man, you should’ve heard the massive noise of glass and metal smashing together.
On a side note, my spare room’s been moaning more often, and I’ve ran out of towels to stuff under the door. It sounds kinda like that blue pegasus that I’ve forgotten the name of.
And here’s the final product. I dyed my mane and tail with non-toxic house paint, and used a marker to draw the freckles, and another to write “APPLE.EXE” on each cutie mark.
…Honestly, I think I look like Braeburn now.
Oh man, look at this suave motherfucker. He’s gonna get all the candy this year. Maybe a few eggs too.
Wait that’s me.
Ukrainebow Dashski #17
So, if you think your computer has the raw processing power needed to run an Equestistanian game, click here!
Oh man, “Where’s an Egg?” can’t even top this gem.
Okay, here at my stall I will be selling an assortment of goods: jewelery, music boxes (plenty of them), assorted statues of assorted sizes, and also assorted collector’s items on a “as requested” basis.
Sooo… Come buy stuff from me!!
Are you, by chance, selling those little porcelain figures you’d see at an old mare’s house? The ones with the big dopey eyes and inspirational words on them?
I could use one that says something about achieving goals. My desk is a bit empty anyways.
