Hello, bronies, look at your waifu, now back to me, now back at your waifu, now back to me. Sadly, she isn’t me, but if she stopped using ladies scented body wash and switched to Old Spice, she could smell like she's me. Look down, back up, where are you? You’re on a boat with the man your waifu could smell like. What’s in your hand, back at me. I have it, it’s an oyster with two tickets to that thing you love. Look again, the tickets are now diamonds. Anything is possible when your man smells like Old Spice and not a lady. I’m on a pony.