Hey guys, I'm just some normal guy named Anthony. I was, some normal guy named Anthony at least. Until all that stuff started up with the people turning into ponies. The whole dilemma dragged me into it. It didn't even leave me a guy, can you believe how much nerve fate has? And now one of my friends wants me to tell everyone about it.

Don't get me wrong, the adventure was great, a little dangerous, but fun nonetheless. But I would have liked to be me and not Pinkie Pie for the whole thing. Or at least not be Pinkie Pie. Why couldn't I be Big Mac, or some other background stallion.

Sure I could rant about how we had those anti-pony hate groups on our backs, or how a bunch of other non-sense tried to screw us over; but none of that made me Pinkie.