Good morning! It's 9am in this great roaring city full of garbage ponies ravaging parking spots beneath Manehattan windows. I see Suri in her tight skins and tired heels—all-night Coco in the diner crossing the street. Swarthy herds of young impala, flambastic horses, even a struggling dragon; and over there that brilliant head ornament on that Ponyville filly. But look closely at the mustang hoof in hoof with the stallion, it's a sight you're unlikely to see anywhere else on the planet! (I don't know what the hell I'm on about, here's my new video and also Past Analysis' video on Bats! after the break.)
