We said the word 'Brony' over 200 hundred times.
Our table was reserved under the names Butch and Sundance.
We were called Hoagy and Cowboy as we left.
I stirred Hoag's drink with a French Fry.
As I got up to use the men's room I told Hoag to keep his paws off of my drink.
About an hour later he texted me a picture of him pawing my drink.
Salt got dumped into his drink.
We also spent a better part of the night discussing what charity we should get 100% involved in.
SO TO SUM UP:
One of the above statements is false.
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Brony!!!
Do you sell Fitzwillies?
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