I made this within one hour, unplanned. I regret nothing....

Also Happy 11th Anniversary....

11:

I was calmly sleeping on the couch in the living room, just chilling away. I think I was dreaming of some nice things like of a popcorn bowl having a seizure and being in a weird state of seeing things that I probably should never see ever again. Dreams are weird after all. Like…. What is this place? Anyways, I was sleeping my ass off when I then stumbled and fumbled to the hard floor when Wolf came stomping down the steps very quickly. As I was taken aback by Wolf’s scream, my eyes opened up wide and I was pissed off.

Wolf was screaming, “Knight! Wake up! It’s the 11^th!”

I then started to get off my ass as I looked at Wolf funny with my disapproving eyes as he stood in front of me, with a smile so wide.

I then said to Wolf annoyed, “What the fuck are you on about?”

Wolf then said in a gleeful tone that I don’t think I ever seen him in before, “Haven’t you heard yet, It’s the 11^th!”

I just stood there, dumbfounded as I scratched my head, still pissed off at Wolf for interrupting my precious lounging time. I mean, out of all the times he could have disturbed me, now was the time he fucked with me. The only time you fuck with me is either when I’m tested to be clean and have a hard on or I’m watching a Will Smith movie.

That type of Will Smith movie where he tries really hard to act, yet he never really does because of his embarrassing son Jaden Smith. That kind of embarrassment where you sit there and ponder to yourself, why am I watching a Will Smith movie and not watching a Tim Allen movie? And so you try to watch a Time Allen movie but all you get is disappointment and a reminder of why he is Tim Allen. Sure, he’s kind of funny, but then you realize that you’ll end up just like him one day as you sink into your chair knowing your inevitable demise in life. Yeah…. That kind of Will Smith movie....

Anyways, I just stared at Wolf with a deathly stare and asked him, “The 11^th of what!?”

And soon before I could get another word in and maybe a punch on his wooden shoulders, Forrest busted through my door while he was fluttering in the air like a prune.

He said with joyful glee in his heart with his hooves raised in the air, “Hey Knight, did you hear, it’s the 11^th!”

Both Wolf and I looked at Forrest, me being annoyed with Wolf smiling back at Forrest like a fucker. Forrest gently flew to us with his wings and sat down on the ground with his smile so big that it hurts to see.

While I was still annoyed and eyeing at them funny, Wolf said to Forrest, “I already told him. He said he doesn’t know.”

Forrest’s smile turned into worry quickly as he looked at me with a frown, “He doesn’t know!? Knight, how could you not know it’s the 11^th!?”

Since my front door was still left open and rudely not closed by Forrest, Jack barged on in and said to me, “Hey Knight, did you hear that it’s the…”

Jack’s face then turned sour as he saw Forrest, “Aw shit, you got to him first didn’t you?”

Forrest’s smiled returned as Jack walked over to us and sat right next to him, “I sure did! But Knight says he doesn’t know.”

Jack then looked at me funny as he raised his left brow and said, “He doesn’t know? How can you not know? What are you, some kind of retard?”

I then said to them as I was becoming increasingly irked, “I don’t even know what you guys are talking about?”

To add to the fire, Arrell came in with a look of excitement on his face and said, “Hey Knight, I don’t mean to come in here but I wasn’t sure if you knew if it was the 11^th or not.”

Arrell then sat right down next to Jack. Jack started to become annoyed as well with Arrell being right next to him as well as being next to Forrest.

Wolf then spouted out to Arrell, “He doesn’t know yet.”

Arrell then was taken a back a bit and said, “He doesn’t know about the 11^th!?”

He looked like he was almost a loss for words when he had heard that, yet my pony ears were folding back as I moaned and groaned about the whole ordeal.

Before I could do anything, Mac then came waltzing on in as he said with a southern tone and a welcoming smile, “Hey there Knight! I gotta tell you about something that I just found out! The number 11 exists!”

As Mac came into my home and made himself comfortable by causally sitting on his pony ass right next to me all so sudden, Arrell told him with calmness, “It’s also the 11^th too Mac.”

Mac then jumped up a bit with his right hoof raised in the air, “Woooo! It’s the 11^th!”

Mac then started to become as much dumbfounded as I was as he had a stupid look on his face, “Uh, what does the 11^th mean again?”

Forrest then said with a simple smile on his face as he slightly waved his left hoof at him, “You know what it means Mac.”

I then started to get fed up with all of them and just wanted simple answers to my questions, mostly being why they barged into my fucking home mother fucker.

So I built up a long groan and yelled out loud to them all as I raised my hooves into the air, “CAN SOMEONE JUST TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK DOES THE 11^TH MEAN!?”

Everyone else had wide eyes and pulled their pony ears back, except for Wolf…. He had wooden ears….

And from what seemed like usual, Neon slid from out of nowhere behind me and said as he smiled psychotically.

I turned my head to see him, surprised, yet not really as anyone else as he said to me “Why it’s the 11^th Anniversary !”

Without caution, the whole room turned dark with a large spotlight still shining down on us from somewhere deep in from the dark void. We all pondered as we looked around, wondering what was even happening as Neon settled down and sat close to me. And right behind us, a giant number 11 dropped down and hanged from the heavens of the black void with confetti flying everywhere and fanfare playing in the background. And for a moment, we all smiled thinking this was a special moment to remember.

Wolf then ruined the moment like he always does and asked, “The 11^th anniversary of what though?”

And then we all awkwardly sat there on our pony asses in silence, not knowing what to say about that.

Forrest put his right hoof to his chin as he pondered the thought, “Huh…. Good question….”

And we all sat there, wondering why the fuck we were even there, sitting in front of a giant number 11.

If only some things could be explained in life….

HAPPY 11^TH ANNIVERSAY UNIVERSAL MAGIC!!!!....