Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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