Pretty sure this guy fatass isn’t visually impaired. Rumor has it that he perambulates around Airports and Quiznos Submarine sandwich places (not sure why) across the country with the diminutive pony in order to garner sympathy from young, unassuming, equestrian-loving women. Apparently, he goes by the name of “Cyrus the Virus” in an ode to his favorite movie Con-Air. Im not buying, you shouldn’t either: but you should pony-up and get others to read the blog, its easy.
