“Ok…so, uh, I guess we’re just not going to talk about this.
I guess we’re both going to just sit here eating grass and pretend like nothing happened.
That’s cool. Whatever, I can do that. Mmm, mmm, this grass is so— SERIOUSLY?!?! We had SO MUCH SEX, Ribbons!!! You are being an asshole. This is just weird. I feel weird. HOW DO YOU NOT FEEL WEIRD ABOUT THIS??
Fine. If you want to act like we are just a couple of tiny horses that DIDN’T spend all night fucking after the presidential election, two can play that game. But you know what? That’s the LAST time you’re ever going to get a taste of this pony tail.”