The Continuity

So there I was, sitting on my chair. I walked up to hamburger stand and asked the book pony where I could find the Play-Doh.

This is the story that exploits the hell out of continuity errors. Half way through, I don't even THINK this is the case anymore.

So basically, I decided to write this fic. I was then eating a sandwich and placed it down on top of my coffee mug. In which, I grabbed the coffee mug and stared at the salad dressing that was now on top of the coffee mug.