The Lets Be Random Thread

imnauti · Jan 7, 2011

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ZipBlockBloodie · Jan 7, 2011

It's snowing in Chicago.

kendra1980 · Jan 7, 2011

ZipBlockBloodie said:
It's snowing in Chicago.

Happy dance

ZipBlockBloodie · Jan 8, 2011

kendra1980 said:
Happy dance

Oh Happy Days

kendra1980 · Jan 8, 2011

I wonder if we're heading to the Ho's?

ZipBlockBloodie · Jan 8, 2011

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ZipBlockBloodie · Jan 9, 2011

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ZipBlockBloodie · Jan 10, 2011

It stinks it stinks really bad.

ZipBlockBloodie · Jan 13, 2011

Even wrapped up in rags I still have such a svelte silhouette!” she beamed, striking a pose. “And Applejack! Just look at you!” She pointed at Applejack’s silhouette magnified on the wall of the tent. “You know my dear, your cowboy hat really is sooo charming. Its wide brim is simply the PERFECT accessory for your pony-tail – it balances it so well!”
Applejack lay down, exhausted, and watched Rarity as she tried different glamorous poses, her silhouette mirroring them. She was tired, and part of her was still angry at the unicorn pony, but as she looked at her own shadow, wearing her pappy’s cowboy hat, the memory of Rarity leaping into the river to save it without hesitation made the anger melt away as quickly as it had come.
Applejack closed her eyes for a moment and without realising it dozed off. When she opened her eyes again, she saw that Rarity was curled up beside her, fast asleep. The unicorn pony had earlier washed the mud and weeds off herself as best as she could with rain water, but her coat was still smudged with dirt and her mane was all clumped together in places. Applejack smiled at her sleeping face, the heavy eyelashes fluttering slightly as she dreamed, and she licked the unicorn pony’s wet cheek. Even after all their adventures today, Rarity still looked so beautiful! Applejack sighed, and cuddled against her for warmth.
“An’ jus’ how in tarnation can ya still smell so sweet after slidin’ down a mountain side and wadin’ through river mud? Ya smell jus’ like ya left one of those fan-cy spas!” She chuckled. “Like flowers an’ soap and sandalwood all bundled up together! Unicorn magic. Mus’ be....” And as the rain continued to patter and hiss outside, and the thunder rolled and growled, Applejack fell asleep as well.