awww.. want a cookie? *munches on cookie* maybe i should mention that i didnt really know where unipony were.. i was just in it for the cookies.. lol if you think stalking is a noble pasttime, stand in my shoes for a week, you'll be scared for life
*comes back with bag of cookies* ... *munches on cookie* whasz going on?.. hmm cookies.. *gurgles*
*looks at empty cookie spot* ... well then.. *walks away untroubled*
Do ittt. You know you want to! *peer pressure*
*hand comes closer to the now seven cookies* ... *tension music plays*
Fine. Seven. Seven cookies. That's as high as I'm going.
*looks at the now six cookies* ... *looks at his freedom and unwhipped-dom* ...
You know, I'll bump it to to six! Six cookies!!
hmmm.. difficult. on the one hand, my freedom gone, the marriage chain around my ankles. on the other hand.. cookies.. ... I do like them cookies
But you won't tell me? I'll provide you with cookies! 4 of them!
