countschlick's avatar
I say go ahead with your pony purchase, and if one of your brothers starts giving you guff about liking ponies, just say, "Oh, get off your high horse. Don't saddle me with shame I do not deserve. After all, you weren't the one that had to pony up the cash to pay for the toy."

He will undoubtedly respond with, "Have mercy, great wordsmith! Your brilliance shines upon me like the brutal, burning sun of a summer's midday! Your potent puns have perforated any previous prejudices I placed upon ponies. The objects of your fascinations will go henceforth unmolested! I yield! I yield!" (You know, the usual brotherly apologetic rhetoric. Nothing demands respect quite like throwing down some choice puns.)