>Day 107 in Equestria.
>With a yawn and lips smacking, you get up from bed.
>Walk into the bathroom.
>Take a shower, comb your neckbeard, and piss.
>Go down the stairs, and grab a box of Button-O's, now with 40% more milf!
>Munch on the deliciously sweet cereal.
>Glance over the clock on the wall.
>4
>Take a closer look.
>4:45
>Oh fuck!
>Grabbing your jar, you run out the door leaving everything behind.
>Breakfast may be the most important meal of the day, but there ain't no way you'll be skipping your daily ritual.
>Feeling the cool, crisp morning air rush around your skin, you arrive at your destination.
>Knock on the door as fast as possible, wood creaking as it struggles to not break apart.
>Waiting patiently, you inspect the yellow jar in your hands.
>Be cool... you can do this.
>The door opens, and a yellow pony steps out
>"A-anon? It's 5 in the mo--"
"This time, this time I'll get it! I'll do it!"
>"Anon, please! Not this aga-"
>Emptying the jar's content all over your body, you give her the biggest grin you can muster.
>You stand drenched in day old urine, proudly displaying your soaked garments.
"So, got anything to say? Tell me I did it!"
>"Anon. I'm sorry but no."
>The pony closes the door slowly but quickly, to not disrespect you and to keep the stench out at the same time.
>Letting out a resigning sigh, you turn around and head home.
>Sitting down at the dining table with your diary open, you begin to write,
Day 107
Damnit! Watersports didn't work! And I was so close too... oh well.
Maybe tomorrow I'll finally guess Fluttershy's fetish.
 
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