Previously, Bob was on a luxury cruise liner with Emily, his wife. On that cruise, they met two ponies named Burt, and Mildred.
Burt: wewe know what I like to get all the time?
Bob: Potatoes?
Burt: No, that's the Irish. I like to get the salad.
Mildred: And I get steak.
Burt: Maybe, this time wewe should have the saladi with me mum.
Emily: saladi sounds nice.
Bob: I have to agree with Mildred, the steak, mnofu sounds good.
Waiter: May I take your orders.
Burt: Me, and mum will have a salad.
Mildred: Don't be daft Burt, I can order for myself. Let me have a steak.
Waiter: Okay. *Writing down orders* And for the rest of you?
Bob: Steak.
Emily: Salad.
Waiter: Okay. What kind of dressing would wewe like for the salads.
Burt: Ranch.
Emily: French.
Waiter: Coming right up. *Goes to kitchen*
Burt: Why didn't wewe get the salad?
Mildred: I told you, I could order my own food!
Bob: Hey, there's no need to shout.
Mildred: Sorry Bobby.
Bob: Please, just call me Bob.
Burt: So, what wewe do wewe two do?
Bob: I'm a therapist.
Burt: A rapist?
Bob: No, I alisema therapist.
Emily: I work on advertising.
Bob: So, what about-
Burt: wewe know something? I'm sorry to say this, but I hate therapists. They're always telling ponies that they have this problem, and how to solve them.
Bob: Actually Burt, the ponies that come to visit a therapist tell them their problem. Not the other way around.
Burt: But wewe always tell them how to solve it.
Bob: Because they want help.
Burt: I just hate therapy in general.
Emily: hujambo look, the band is here.
The band shows up on stage, and is playing a song: link
Mildred: Oh, I upendo this song.
Bob: Me too. Emily, do wewe want to dance while we wait for our food?
Emily: Sure.
Mildred: I want to dance too.
Burt: I don't. wewe go ahead, and dance. We'll let the waiter know where wewe are.
Bob: Well, thanks. *Goes to dancing floor*
Emily: *Follows Bob*
While Bob, and Emily were dancing, Mildred seemed sad. She left the table.
Burt: Where do wewe think you're going?
Mildred: For a walk. I need some fresh air.
Burt: Oh, fine.
Mildred: *Goes for walk*
2 B continued
Burt: wewe know what I like to get all the time?
Bob: Potatoes?
Burt: No, that's the Irish. I like to get the salad.
Mildred: And I get steak.
Burt: Maybe, this time wewe should have the saladi with me mum.
Emily: saladi sounds nice.
Bob: I have to agree with Mildred, the steak, mnofu sounds good.
Waiter: May I take your orders.
Burt: Me, and mum will have a salad.
Mildred: Don't be daft Burt, I can order for myself. Let me have a steak.
Waiter: Okay. *Writing down orders* And for the rest of you?
Bob: Steak.
Emily: Salad.
Waiter: Okay. What kind of dressing would wewe like for the salads.
Burt: Ranch.
Emily: French.
Waiter: Coming right up. *Goes to kitchen*
Burt: Why didn't wewe get the salad?
Mildred: I told you, I could order my own food!
Bob: Hey, there's no need to shout.
Mildred: Sorry Bobby.
Bob: Please, just call me Bob.
Burt: So, what wewe do wewe two do?
Bob: I'm a therapist.
Burt: A rapist?
Bob: No, I alisema therapist.
Emily: I work on advertising.
Bob: So, what about-
Burt: wewe know something? I'm sorry to say this, but I hate therapists. They're always telling ponies that they have this problem, and how to solve them.
Bob: Actually Burt, the ponies that come to visit a therapist tell them their problem. Not the other way around.
Burt: But wewe always tell them how to solve it.
Bob: Because they want help.
Burt: I just hate therapy in general.
Emily: hujambo look, the band is here.
The band shows up on stage, and is playing a song: link
Mildred: Oh, I upendo this song.
Bob: Me too. Emily, do wewe want to dance while we wait for our food?
Emily: Sure.
Mildred: I want to dance too.
Burt: I don't. wewe go ahead, and dance. We'll let the waiter know where wewe are.
Bob: Well, thanks. *Goes to dancing floor*
Emily: *Follows Bob*
While Bob, and Emily were dancing, Mildred seemed sad. She left the table.
Burt: Where do wewe think you're going?
Mildred: For a walk. I need some fresh air.
Burt: Oh, fine.
Mildred: *Goes for walk*
2 B continued
Ahem.
A lot of people hate Kimi Sparkle for her hilarious video that think she's really being serious. Come on, guys, she's one of the Friendship is Witchcraft creators. I think (no, know) she's not telling us she really does want Rarity to go away forever au wants Fallout: Equestria to be real (since Fo:E is really bucking long), but she's just saying a joke. People accuse her for actually hating Rarity and wanting Trixie to come back. All of the dislikers don't get sarcasm, and I think that is just either they aren't looking thoroughly into the videos, au they are just trolling.
If wewe people want to hate on just an innocent joke, go ahead. We know that there are other MLP reviewers than Kimi.
Yes, I know, that wasn't really much, but I'm not a good writer..
A lot of people hate Kimi Sparkle for her hilarious video that think she's really being serious. Come on, guys, she's one of the Friendship is Witchcraft creators. I think (no, know) she's not telling us she really does want Rarity to go away forever au wants Fallout: Equestria to be real (since Fo:E is really bucking long), but she's just saying a joke. People accuse her for actually hating Rarity and wanting Trixie to come back. All of the dislikers don't get sarcasm, and I think that is just either they aren't looking thoroughly into the videos, au they are just trolling.
If wewe people want to hate on just an innocent joke, go ahead. We know that there are other MLP reviewers than Kimi.
Yes, I know, that wasn't really much, but I'm not a good writer..
