Magickal powers, my ass. The unicorn has that pointy thing on his head. Once he shoves that into Mr. Horsie, you might as well call the sous-chef at the local French restaurant. A good stallion sirloin goes for at least 12 euros a kilo in Épernay.
Quit talking in FUCKING CODE!
"Pegasus wins that battle every time, on account of his superior angle of attack and more efficient reverse gear."
To say nothing of precision shitbombing.
This is of course assuming the black stallion is not demonically possessed (or re-possessed, if from a poor side of the field). If said stallion has the fiery red eyes, then he gets the nod.
That ain't shit. Entrance to Brookgreen Gardens near Myrtle Beach:
Speaking of which, I just (as in two minutes ago) broke up a fight between the two titans in this house. The pup got pissed and tore into the border Collie.
Now I have a nice hole in my hand from a stray fang and both dogs have had their feelings hurt by the tallest hog in this trough.
Must have something to do with them 'roll your own' cigarettes you been smoking!
Pure awesome. That would be excellent at the end of my driveway!