
Twenty-Three Score Divided By Twenty
I threw the best party ever when me and the gals turned 23! But, my Pinkie Sense didn't predict I’d wake up without a cutie mark! Now I'm growing brownish hair and tannish skin! Would it be too much to ask to get to stay the way I am?
I threw the best party ever when me and the gals turned 23! But, my Pinkie Sense didn't predict I’d wake up without a cutie mark! Now I'm growing brownish hair and tannish skin! Would it be too much to ask to get to stay the way I am?
It all started when we turned twenty-three! If I can focus long enough without Dash waving her prehensile thumbs in my face, perhaps Twilight and I can get some answers.
Disclaimer: This is a parody of "Five Score Divided by Four." This story contains chemicals known to the State of California to cause cancer and birth defects or other reproductive harm.
Editors: Abcron
Prereader: SkeeterTL
Endorsed by: TwistedSpectrum, The Parasprite, Fox News.
3117 words: Estimated 16 minutes to read
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