Bob, and Jerry were watching the football game on TV. The Fillydelphia Eagles were going against the St. Foalis Rams.
Jerry: This oughta be an interesting game.
Bob: Personally, I think St. Foalis is good with baseball, but not football.
Jerry: Hey, everypony has their own opinion.
Bob: Can I ask you a question?
Jerry: Yeah, but make it quick. I wanna watch the game.
Bob: I'm kind of surprised that you wanted to meet up at a zoo, because you're a fã of sports. I thought we'd meet up at a ballpark, or something like that.
Jerry: As much as I like sports, I thought the zoo would be a good spot to meet up.
Bob: Ah, excellent.
Announcer: And one of the ponies for the Eagles has just got the ball, and he's running to make the goal. The twenty! The ten! Touchdown, por the Fillydelphia Eagles, making the score 6 to 0.
Bob: Ah, good.
Jerry: oi Dylan, how would you like some pizza?
Dylan: Sure. Do you want me to make the call?
Jerry: Go for it buddy.
Dylan: *Grabs phone, and starts calling a pizza place*
Bob: He's gonna make the kick off.
Eagles pónei, pônei 3: *Kicks ball*
Announcer: And the kick is good. The Eagles now have 7 points, and are winning against the Rams.
Dylan: Hi, is the The Only Place In Fillydelphia That Sells, And Makes Pizza?
pizza Pony: Please, just call us Topiftsamp.
Dylan: What?
pizza Pony: That's short for The Only Place In Fillydelphia That Sells, And Makes Pizza.
Dylan: Okay. Dad, what do you want on the pizza?
Jerry: Get half of it sausage with broccoli. The other half will be for Bob, and I'll get two slices for you.
Bob: Can I have pepperoni on mine?
Jerry: Alright. Make Bob's half of the pie pepperoni.
Dylan: Got it.
pizza Pony: Are you ready?
Dylan: Yeah. Can we please have a pie that has sausage, and brócolis on one half, and pepperoni on the other half?
pizza Pony: You got it. Will you have your usual Dylan.
Dylan: Aw *Laughing* How'd you know it was me?
pizza Pony: Because you're always ordering pizza on the phone. How's your father?
Dylan: He's great. Right now he invited a friend over, and they're watching football.
pizza Pony: Okay. I'll come por with the pizza.
Dylan: Good, thank you. *Hangs up*
Announcer: And, we'll continue with the game after these commercials.
Bob: oi Jerry, can I tell you something?
Jerry: What?
Bob: My wife doesn't want me to hang out with you.
Jerry: What? Why not?
Bob: She says it's because of what happened two days atrás when we were watching baseball at my place. She wasn't expecting you over.
Jerry: That's not fair.
Bob: I tried explaining that to her, but she won't listen. I'll try to talk to her again tonight when I get home. After we talk, I'll let you know how it goes tomorrow.
Jerry: Alright. Thanks for telling me. Back when I was at Chicagoat, many ponies would just stop being friends with me, and they wouldn't explain why.
Bob: Well, it's not that I don't like you, it's my wife that doesn't like you. I'll talk to her tonight, okay?
Jerry: Yeah. Thank you.
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Jerry: This oughta be an interesting game.
Bob: Personally, I think St. Foalis is good with baseball, but not football.
Jerry: Hey, everypony has their own opinion.
Bob: Can I ask you a question?
Jerry: Yeah, but make it quick. I wanna watch the game.
Bob: I'm kind of surprised that you wanted to meet up at a zoo, because you're a fã of sports. I thought we'd meet up at a ballpark, or something like that.
Jerry: As much as I like sports, I thought the zoo would be a good spot to meet up.
Bob: Ah, excellent.
Announcer: And one of the ponies for the Eagles has just got the ball, and he's running to make the goal. The twenty! The ten! Touchdown, por the Fillydelphia Eagles, making the score 6 to 0.
Bob: Ah, good.
Jerry: oi Dylan, how would you like some pizza?
Dylan: Sure. Do you want me to make the call?
Jerry: Go for it buddy.
Dylan: *Grabs phone, and starts calling a pizza place*
Bob: He's gonna make the kick off.
Eagles pónei, pônei 3: *Kicks ball*
Announcer: And the kick is good. The Eagles now have 7 points, and are winning against the Rams.
Dylan: Hi, is the The Only Place In Fillydelphia That Sells, And Makes Pizza?
pizza Pony: Please, just call us Topiftsamp.
Dylan: What?
pizza Pony: That's short for The Only Place In Fillydelphia That Sells, And Makes Pizza.
Dylan: Okay. Dad, what do you want on the pizza?
Jerry: Get half of it sausage with broccoli. The other half will be for Bob, and I'll get two slices for you.
Bob: Can I have pepperoni on mine?
Jerry: Alright. Make Bob's half of the pie pepperoni.
Dylan: Got it.
pizza Pony: Are you ready?
Dylan: Yeah. Can we please have a pie that has sausage, and brócolis on one half, and pepperoni on the other half?
pizza Pony: You got it. Will you have your usual Dylan.
Dylan: Aw *Laughing* How'd you know it was me?
pizza Pony: Because you're always ordering pizza on the phone. How's your father?
Dylan: He's great. Right now he invited a friend over, and they're watching football.
pizza Pony: Okay. I'll come por with the pizza.
Dylan: Good, thank you. *Hangs up*
Announcer: And, we'll continue with the game after these commercials.
Bob: oi Jerry, can I tell you something?
Jerry: What?
Bob: My wife doesn't want me to hang out with you.
Jerry: What? Why not?
Bob: She says it's because of what happened two days atrás when we were watching baseball at my place. She wasn't expecting you over.
Jerry: That's not fair.
Bob: I tried explaining that to her, but she won't listen. I'll try to talk to her again tonight when I get home. After we talk, I'll let you know how it goes tomorrow.
Jerry: Alright. Thanks for telling me. Back when I was at Chicagoat, many ponies would just stop being friends with me, and they wouldn't explain why.
Bob: Well, it's not that I don't like you, it's my wife that doesn't like you. I'll talk to her tonight, okay?
Jerry: Yeah. Thank you.
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