Jingle All The Coyote

"and i can't believe it's not butter," said valyrym. asterbury put a hand to the side of his muzzle, whispering to the coyote. "i know who's gonna get fisted by fabio next."

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I Can't Believe It's Not Butter

He really was insufferable. Our home had been a building site for the last five weeks, and I had had just about enough. It was the summer holidays dammit, I was supposed to be getting in some serious quality time vegetating on the couch watching bad...

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Tina's Story, Chapter 94 Passages, Part Two -A Gray Muzzle Story

She poured a cup of coffee, and took a piece of toast, and put a single smear of 'i can't believe it's not butter' on it. ray had left the newspaper on the table.

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A Good Enough Christmas Story

"who diarrhea'd in your dumpster, i can't believe it's not butter, fisted by fabio...i think that's it!" the coyote glared at him. "i can't help but notice you're intentionally forgetting at least one or two."

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Sudden Death

"say hello to butter and i can't believe it's not butter!" just... what? why can't i stop laughing? i hear one pinkie pie laughing while the other is just yelling in terror or something.

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