Soarin has everything he's ever wanted.
A job he loves, an adoring wife, and now two beautiful children.
He may have had to move out of town and elope, but it was worth it.
It brings a tear to his eye as he holds his wife, watching their son and daughter play in the large backyard.
He was truly, finally happy with his life.

When your shitposts get super meta lol
NOW WITH LENS FLARE, RENDERED CLOUDS AND PHOTOSHOP'S GRASS BRUSH.
I'm sticking with this terrible running gag of Soarin marrying a trash bag and them having kids. I don't know how it would even be possible but the implication that Soarin macked a literal pile of garbage kills me. He probably just took a smaller trash bag and a pile of rotten food and did some weird dark magic to bring them to life. Or he fucked a trash bag.
His pegasus daughter is Garbbogen (It's a play on the name Immogen) and his earth pony son is Compost Pile. I hope they're designed cleverly enough. As clever as one can get when making the lovechildren of a horse and a load of garbage, anyway...
Soarin's wife Trashina's full name is Trashina Bag. That one's pretty obvious.