So, um, I was in my treehouse and I was just thinking... just a little.
Why does everypony go to Rarity for sewing? I'm just as good as she is! I think... I mean, I might be... I'm not sure... But I can sew! I made Angel this cute little sweater and he absolutely adores it! And all my other animal friends seem to enjoy my work!
I know we normally don't wear clothes anyway, but it makes me sad to think that nopony thinks of me as an expert on sewing.
I mean, I know Rarity does a good job and everything, and I don't want her to go bankrupt, but... It just makes me so frustrated I can just scream! (You know, if that's okay with you.)
If only she'd stop being so good at it, I could have a chance to shine! I might have to... Kill... her...
No, I can't so that, what am I thinking?!
But I must! SOMEPONY GET IN YOUR WAY? MAKE THEM PAY!
Oh no, it's coming back!
THEY THINK YOU'RE WEAK? MAKE THEM TAKE A SEAT!
Maybe I'll visit Rarity tonight...
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Every generation imagines itself to be more intelligent than the one that went before it, and wiser than the one that comes after it.
-George Orwell 
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