So ever since I got into ponies my life has become as dedicated to it as Gabe Newell is dedicated to gaining weight. Ever since I started really getting into the ponies ('bout mid February) I have been able to do nothing BUT ponies at one given time.
My steam is helplessly invaded with a pony texture (Rainbow dash is best steam).
My desktop wallpaper is ponies, and so are most of the icons on my desktop! (Go on deviant-art, search 'pony icons'. You will not be disappoint).
I'm writing pony fan fiction, drawing pony drawings, eating pony food! Well... except for the last one... but I cant look at a sandwich again without having to check it for dandelions. (Don't ask)
Anyways Brony-con was the last stand for my brain to be able to hold onto anything that didn't have to do with pink, purple, or otherwise colourful little ponies. My mind was pretty much completely taken over by the happy equines. After Brony-con, there was no more resistance, no more fight, no more soul in the part of my body that wasn't basking in the beautiful ponies every second of the day.
My question is:
WHEN THE HELL DID HASBRO INJECT THEIR CHILDREN'S SHOWS WITH HEROIN!?!?!?!!