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05/03/11(Tue)02:56 No.25599039>>25597971 >anarcho syndicalist commune
That reminds me...
CELESTIA: Old mare! CARAMEL: Stallion! CELESTIA: Old stallion, sorry. What knight live in that castle over there? CARAMEL: I'm thirty seven. CELESTIA: What? CARAMEL: I'm thirty seven -- I'm not old! CELESTIA: Well, I can't just call you `Stallion'. CARAMEL: Well, you could say `Caramel'. CELESTIA: Well, I didn't know you were called `Caramel.' CARAMEL: Well, you didn't bother to find out, did you? CELESTIA: I did say sorry about the `old mare,' but from the behind you looked-- CARAMEL: What I object to is you automatically treating me like an inferior! CELESTIA: Well, I AM princess... CARAMEL: Oh princess, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic an' social differences in our society! If there's ever going to be any progress-- APPLEJACK: Caramel, there's some lovely filth down here. Oh -- how d'you do? CELESTIA: How do you do, good filly. I am Celestia, Princess of the Equestrians. Who's castle is that? APPLEJACK: Princess of the who? CELESTIA: The Equestrians. APPLEJACK: Who are the Equestrians? CELESTIA: Well, we all are. we're all Equestrians and I am your princess. APPLEJACK: I didn't know we had a princess. I thought we were an autonomous collective. CARAMEL: You're fooling yourself. We're living in a dictatorship. A self-perpetuating autocracy in which the working classes-- APPLEJACK: Oh there you go, bringing class into it again. CARAMEL: That's what it's all about if only people would-- CELESTIA: Please, please good ponies. I am in haste. Who lives in that castle? APPLEJACK: No one lives there. CELESTIA: Then who is your lord? APPLEJACK: We don't have a lord. CELESTIA: What? |