fightclub!!!

nooooooooooo...wait a second *pulls a cooler out of pocket filled with cream soda* cream soda for everyone!

*jawdrops* oh well, *grabs a soda for the pony*

*starts smashing bottles over his own head*

anything else you need? *indicates at seemingly empty pockets*

no stinky!! *pulls stinky away from wall*

i guess he needs an aspirin! *takes one out*

i thought your pockets were empty

*ahem* seemingly empty...theres plenty of stuff in 'em

🙄 *throws mud*

🙁 i jus wanna drink my cream soda *gets with mud but more or less ignores it*

whatever *drinks soda*

yeah cream soda! 🍺 (pretend thats soda)

*gives pony more soda*

*eyebrow twitches* ...ponies dont drink soda!

they don't? :l *looks at pony* *pony looks sick* *pony walks over and barfs on spear*

*takes knife from sheath and slide-out pistol from sleeve* you get that away from me right now...

*takes pony away and gives it pony medicene* poor pony...
spear's stupid soda made you sick

good, all to myself

*brings pony back* he's better now!