No, they're not. They're freakin' creepy and need to be stopped. Stopped now before they kill again.
You know what you remember most about being attacked by a singing pony? The eyes... he's got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, doesn't seem to be living... until he bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then...
We're gonna need a bigger boat.
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