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Ponyta

So Kevin got to my blog before I did today 😂
He wrote it from my perspective.
This is what he wrote (all of it accurate, admittedly):

"Today I lost a ponyta.

My dear husband who is still 9 at heart owns the game Pokemon Monopoly. We play it with a few friends this evening and things started out very well. 30 minutes in and everyone but my husband had 5 or 6 properties and a good chunk of change, while Kevin only had Articuno (the equivalent of water works.) 3 and a half hours later I declared Kevin as the victor. The tables turned and we still don't understand how.

I love horses. One of the properties has a picture of a horse that is on fire (Pokemon is weird), but it makes me happy when I get the chance to own it. I had to give that fire pony property to my husband because of game rules and poor dice rolls."

He knows me well. Owning a fire pony (even in a game) is legit.
And Pokemon Monopoly is the best kind of Monopoly there is.

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