Ponies are fucking evil, tho. When I was little, my sister used to ride horses at a certain place where they had a pony as well. So everyone was like "go play with the pony". Fucking hellspawn tried to eat my hair AND my clothes. Kept following me to harrass me.
Ponies are fucking evil, tho. When I was little, my sister used to ride horses at a certain place where they had a pony as well. So everyone was like "go play with the pony". Fucking hellspawn tried to eat my hair AND my clothes. Kept following me to harrass me.
Every now and again, I am reminded of that pony and have a hearty laugh as a result.