Once upon a time, Twilight Sparkle was eating a potato and she thought "Hey, what would it be like to have a party called eating Spike?"
Ok so now, she decided that she hadded to clone herself. She made not one, not two, not three, not four, not five, not six, not seven, not eight, not nine, not ten, not eleven, not twelve, not thirteen, not fourteen, not fifteen, not sixteen, not seventeen, not eighteen, not nineteen, not twenty, not twenty-one, not twenty-two, not twenty- three, not twenty-four, not twenty-five, not twenty-six, not twenty-seven, not twenty-eight, twenty-nine, not thirty, not thirty-one, not thirty-two, not thirty-three, not thirty-four, not thirty-five, not thirty-six, but THIRTY-SEVEN! Mind blowing, huh? Yeah.. So, with her thirty-seven selves, she hadded an amazing party. Then, Pinkie Pie got jealous, and she saw that her thirty-seven Twilight Sparkle friends were the supreme party ponies. Then Pinkie Pie went home and she had cake. And they ate Spike and he tasted like potatoes and rainbows. It was amazing, except that the thirty-seven Twilights were allergic to potatoes and so they died. The End.
