… Does that happen a lot?

Like I said, what the [redacted]

I was trying to be funny. Then I was trying to play it off. Then it just became unsalvageable.

It happens more than it should, Human Gilda. I made a tag for it.

And what exactly would you be looking at? You find scars attractive? ‘Cause makeup washes off, you know.

You want to ogle the huge scar going from my stomach to [omitted]-near my left shoulder?

Aren’t you just the sweetest thing?

To answer your question, yes I have.

And to clarify, what you are proposing will not take place.

I figured it was on purpose so people like me that you’re not following couldn’t reply to you, since you can’t censor my name in a reply.

Ponies already swear in replies, I can’t stop that.

But no, that was never intentional. I’m truly sorry.

I just realized I wasn’t allowing ponies who’ve followed me for more than two weeks to reply to my posts! Sorry! I didn’t realize!

It’s fixed now!

Huh?

You can reblog my non-answer messages, can’t you?

You just can’t reblog asks unless you have some add-on.

Like the CYOA posts, or the audio posts. You should be able to reblog those.

Probably just some memory of being expected to play something in public and trying but being unable to.

Happened all the time in school. I try to be more careful these days.

Whatever the deer want to do is up to them.

My head is clogged full of mucus and I can’t brain too good. If I want to string some sad pony, who’s trying to take advantage of me, along against my better judgement I will.

That’d be nice.

I’m not talented enough for that.

I’ll be sure to put on a good show.

You were wonderful, Boscov. I can’t think you enough. The trip back is going to suck, but it’ll be nice to lay my head down in my own bed.

I pulled some strings and we not only got the house repaired, but also an expansion! I have my own room and bathroom now!

Oh… Um… Well… See…

…

Oh!

One semester in college I studied abnormal psychology.

Then… Uh…

Hmm…

Oh right!

There was a student in one of the classes I’ve substituted in a few times. She had Schizophrenia. Once you’ve seen that, you don’t mistake it ever again.

You could watch her expression and tell when the voices were starting to get to her. Then she’d either laugh, call out a little with some harmless disregarding comments, or start screaming and swearing like I haven’t heard since I was running around the alleyways of Canterlot. And you could never tell which was going to happen.

She got violent a few times, but never struck anyone. Just things like slamming and kicking doors. Eventually she was relocated to a different school in a different Sped program. I don’t know where.

Edit: Sped stands for Special Education.

We are the one percent.