So, yeah, near the end of a lovely horse-free run, here comes Tubbo and his lovely wife, Tubette, on their rotund horses. Tubbo's in something that looks like a smoking jacket. Tubbette's wearing a paisley riding helmet and smoking a cigarette.
Of course, I stop running so as not to spook the horsies and as Tubbo passes by me, he's all sarcastically: "Oh! Have I made a mistake? Is this a hiking trail?"
And I'm all: "No, it's a running trail."
Tubs was too flabby-gasted to even respond. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!
PISS OF THE EQUESTRIENNES!!!!!!
Tally for the year (starting in June)