“Hahahaha! So you stuffed it up
there?” Spitfire asked, the yellow furred Wonderbolt mare laughing
her head off and slamming a hoof against the counter. She was perched
upright on a stall, empty glasses covering the counter as she sat
with her friend and flight buddy, Soarin.
The blue stallion was equally lost
in laughter. Soarin nodded his head, tears in his eyes at just the
memory of it. “Yeah! I couldn’t let Eagle Eye see it! So straight
up there! Just a loud squish and up it went…
Drunken Shenanigans
By: Cainiam
Favorited: 9 years ago
