Suddenly I have flashbacks to my best friend's little sister's birthday party. I was 9, she was 6 and thought I was the best thing in the world. So she invited me.
Now imagine her party. A circle of tiny girls playing pass-the-parcel, and a glum-looking boy about a foot higher sitting there, conical party hat tilted. So. Much. Pink. SO. MUCH. MY LITTLE PONY. And it wasn't even "cool" modern MLP. Everything, just everything... ponies.
I snuck out to play with my friend later.
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