There's an interesting story behind this one. Basically, a few friends and I decided to go to the custom pony maker, press random, and write a fic about the pony that came out. Thus, Taste McGillicuddy was born. This story is intentionally bad, and should not be taken seriously. More parts may be added as time goes on.
lolwut? first i was like and than i was like BUTT than i was like and at the end i was like
(also, teed call is sex not pony sex. just saying)
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PFFFTCHPFFCHTPPPFFFT BAHHAAHAHHAHAHAHA I LAUGHED SO HARD Amazing!
this is a bucking hart warming tail its truely tuching i alost cryed manly tears when he welded the f&%king metal to his back also the part with spitfire and i was like at first then i was like and then it was all but then i was like and nao im all couse i am in a managerial position and my cat was all im still thugh
hobrohazard you went back in time and stole my comment on the first chapter didnt you
This is the best thing i have ever read