
6s & 7s
Some tanks is wronger in the land of pone pone. The neigh rates goes off baggins, and it drives horses mud. Twilight Spapes goose to investment gates but it's far cry 4 late bait.
This is a story about ponies. Ponies, grammar implosions, and panty raids:
A filly was going ride a crop the grass(?) region.
"Be wary of the left cleft!" globbled Rainbow.
But Twilight Spapes was far too busy to heeg'm.
(Cover art courtesy of Swan Song.)


3752 words: Estimated 19 minutes to read
9 Chapters:
- The Mourning of All the Boop 2015-04-01 07:01:00 UTC406
- Like Bonesaws Adrift in Spleen 2013-10-25 09:04:38 UTC591
- What a Junkie Hat 2015-03-31 06:00:05 UTC10
- Not At 2015-04-01 08:28:24 UTC518
- Never!soft Crone the Frecklepone 2015-04-01 08:38:49 UTC571
- The Pantiest of Raids, Plesiosaur 2015-04-01 17:38:48 UTC396
- Married to that Color? 2015-04-01 08:46:18 UTC317
- Selfish Insert 2020-04-29 23:21:39 UTC482
- Dough Erection by Rubber Zoo Muck Fest 2020-05-01 01:37:34 UTC461