NEXT WEEK, HUH? YOU KNOW WHO ELSE WANTED TO DO SOMETHING NEXT WEEK?
PRINCESS CELESTIA, THAT'S WHO. CRAM YOU ARE A GODDAMN MY LITTLE PONY, NOT JUST A BRONY. YOU'RE STICKING YOU ODDLY SHAPED HOOVES INTO PEOPLE'S BUSINESS WHEN IT AIN'T EVEN KOSHER LIKE ORANGES.
NEXT WEEK IS NOT GOOD, AS I WILL HAVE AN EXPLOSIVE HATE THAT, IF ORANGES ARE CONSUMED, WILL ECLIPSE THE SUN IN SHITTY ORANGE PULP.
ALSO NEXT WEEK IS MY WEEK WITH THE MONKEY, AND I WON'T DO THIS SHIT WITH MONKEY CUZ I GOTTA BE ON MY GAME WITH HIM AROUND.
MAN THE FUCK UP CRAM. WHAT'S THE WORST THAT CAN HAPPEN?
PROBABLY SOMEONE CRAMS YOUR GRAM FOR A CHANGE.