Hi kids, meet your new nephew, el GS. Mr Bill says you're supposed to come live with us. Oh yeah, and you're the third oldest. Now we'll fix that old eyeball of yours and maybe find you some better clothes, remedy your rheumatism. There'll be picnics and oil changes and curvy roads with crisp air and glowing confetti leaves. And I hope you get along with the other ponies, because you're part of the family now. It's 1981 in our hearts, you'll be right at home.
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