Hi there! My name is Penny, but you can call me Prozac Pony. Everyone does. Why, you ask? Because after many years of therapy and a whole lot of Prozac, I realize that life is too short to be sad and alone and I want to spread the word.
I used to be depressed all the time and stayed by myself, never joining in any pony games. Since I was such a downer no one wanted to hang out with me, which made me even more bummed out. It truly sucked.
But that's all changed. Now I have a great outlook and tons of friends. Life is good.
Hey, guys!
Hey Prozac Pony, how's it goin?
Wait.....where are you going? Guys? Guys?
Guys? Come back! Is it....my breath? Is my conversation boring? What?
(cue the music from Jaws)
Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
UMM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM NOM
Muyhahahahaha. Yummy. Hungry Gator loves mentally healthy meat best! SSRI's are like MSG to me. Makes everything tastier to my mouf!
Still hungry.....
Halp!
Muyhahahahaha. NOM NOM NO--......pleh! Ack, ick, yuck! This meat no good. It taste like crazy.
13 comments:
ROFLMAO!!!!
Is it inappropriate to propose marriage in a comment??? You crazy girl!
Uh. Since Mr Pony won't be needing them any more, I can has his Prozac?
Well, this means I'm safe from alligators! I'm off to go swimming in a pond in Florida.
oh lordy! I had a pony like that as a kid, his name was Buck. Buck never had any pony friends, but I guess that kept him safe.
more land gator stories please.
poor vadin, I forgot that fashion herald is using his computer! I don't think V had a pretty pony back in the day.
Ron-
didn't we already agree that you would be my eighth husband?
XL- sure, but take heed. Land gator is always hungry and he's everywhere.
Wendy- have a good trip! And please don't sue me.
Vadin/Fashion- Buck is a good name for a horse or a mechanical bull.
I have a feeling we will be seeing Land Gator again.
I guess we won't be seeing anymore of Prozac Pony since well...she's dead and all. Sigh.
Oh damn, I hate it when the gators break out of my tank because it's been a while since I fed a hooker to them and they eat some of my plastic pets.
Mister U- ummmm....yeah okay, I think I might have to take you off the marriage list. Or at least move you to the back of the line. Waaaaay back.
Okay Ron, you will now be my seventh husband.
Were all the actors in this story already residents of Casa Prunella? Because if they were, you have way cooler crap than I do.
Of course, I am a serious collector of crap. A connoisseur, if you will.
Norm wants to join in pony games.
Naaaaaay.
Post a Comment