Pony Bathroom Dynamics
Pinky Pie was talking to her friends about flower petals and love. Her body sent her a clue. Oh no she thought, I do not want to pollute equiestria with my bile. Horses can really drop a load and I am no exception. My pride follows my name sake so I can't just blame the pink pies on some one else. I will just fly away and lay my contentment in the air like my friends the birds.
Sorry shutter fly I have to go home now to study. It was a lie but I needed an excuse to take flight. I was flying and could not wait to lighten. I was about 50 feet in the air and I let it fly. It whistled on the way down. It was natures way of warning those below of the coming pie. I never really know where it goes when I do this, I just flush the handle and it is out of my life.
I am done.
Now back to talking rose pedals and love with Dr. Hooves and Shutter Fly. I approach the team, Dr. Hooves is annoyed with some substance on his coat. I wonder what it is, then I smell it. I hope it was not mine. Then I saw the color, it was pink.
It was not me, I said to Dr. Hooves. He said, where do you think it goes when you make it. I never think about it I said, it just disappears, it always has.
I learned a lesson today about where poop goes when I flush it.