“Today in Pony Town, the introduction of a new duty for crossing the bridge happened. Unfortunately, I forgot my pony-pockets stuffed with coins. After a couple of attempts to cross the pony in a blue uniform, I was sweating all over and it was too dark, so … I wandered over to the grass on the other side and lay down there. It was good and I dozed off, thinking to wait until the morning. Now, the policeman, for the night somewhere got this blue monster! Definitely the night was enough to find me, peacefully wheezing in the grass and sending the slobbering devil to the hunt! I didn’t even have an opportunity to react, my legs usually need a little stretch after sleep, and instead of a jump I fell to the ground again and felt a sharp bite on my croup! The continuation of the story is not so important, I jumped up as if under an energy drink and ran away from the place. The following hours I spent in the barrel, hiding.”
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“I took a photo with me in a barrel, I will send it to my friend and he hopefully post it later.”