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No. 22749177 We were on the edge of the Everfree Forest, when the sweets began to take hold. We had cupcakes, donuts, pies, a saltshaker full of confectioner's sugar, high powered blotter glaze, a whole galaxy of multicolored sprinkles, jimmies, and dragees. A gallon of syrup, a gallon of rootbeer, and a kilo of pixiedust. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once we get a serious candy binge, the tendency is to take it as far as you can. The only thing that had me worried was the pixiedust. There is nothing in the world more irresponsible and depraved than a pony in the depths of a pixiedust binge. My pink attorney pulled over for a hitchhiker. She was a silly little filly with a lily in her hair. "We can't stop here," I shouted, "this is baby dragon country!." My attorney was beginning to worry the hitchhiker. "Don't worry!" I shouted. "He's only admiring the shape of your skull!." 
