Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Me neither. Can you believe she was planning on throwing an after-birthday party *today*?
As in "this afternoon" this afternoon.
You don't wanna know.
...that's been wrapped in moldy hay and dipped in dragon perspiration.
No... I mean, yes... I mean, you can't come in here.
That's it? Oh, you got it.
And the answer is "Yes, it's this afternoon".
rainbow dash just went in there!
"Dear Princess Celestia."
Shh!
Oh, uh... howdy partner!
A bear?
Oh. Okay.
You, ugh... have to... come with... me!
...when I took a seven-hour bubble bath.
Next time I think I'll just pass out written invitations.
Oh. They're not so bad.
Oh hi, Pinkie Pie.
Tell me what you want me to say and I'll say it!
There will be games and dancing Bob for apples, cut a rug
A "Farewell of Pinkie Pie" party.