And Only Because My Moat Isn’t Ready For My Narwhal.

Standard
Me: “Hey, when we win the Powerball tonight, whoever is the nicest gets the first pony.”
Caolinn: *eye roll*
Me: “I saw that.”
Xavier: “Guess who’s getting a three-legged pony with mange?”
Liam: “That’s gonna be one messssssed up pony.”