Military Log - 011

[dadandgone]

[A pony has his hooves to his face, glasses pushed up towards his black mane. Eventually he pulls his hooves down and the glasses fall back into place. He's not sure if he's disturbed, mortified, or just confused.]

So this is the madness we have to deal with this week? Pinkie, Rarity, Luna...are you guys still ponies because I think I need a little help here figuring out how you do...well...pretty much anything without fingers.

[Muttering]

Glad I don't shave any more, that's for sure.

Comments

[sailorlaughter]

Yeeeeeah, you gotta have pretty good balance to do that.

[dadandgone]

[He adjusts his glasses]

I see. Well, some things just need to be practiced I guess.