The Friendship Pony let go of the giant nose, because it tasted like eggsweat and sorrow, and resumed with a furious headbutt to Eggman's vast and ne'er-ending midsection.
"CHANGE ME BACK, YOU MUSTACHED DICK," the Friendship Pony yelled in a surprisingly deep and manly voice for a Friendship Pony.
NOT FRIEND
"CHANGE ME BACK, YOU MUSTACHED DICK," the Friendship Pony yelled in a surprisingly deep and manly voice for a Friendship Pony.