ThePonyStark

Lose. Lose. You do not loose your keys, you lose your keys. You loose your pimp hand when you need to smack some sense into a bitch (which I've had to refrain from more than once). And while I'm ranting about correct spelling, I do not breath air, I breathe air. His breath stinks. I can't breathe because his breath stinks. I live and breathe ponies. That there thing that's theirs is over there. Because they're smart. You're smart when your grammar says so.