“There she goes again, rambling to herself.”

“It’s been, what, four years since she’s been sealed up in all that rubber?”

“Yeah. Granted, it’s not like she can see and hear that she doesn’t have an audience.”

“Guess the lack of stimuli would make anypony go a bit nuts. Granted you’d think the forced feedings and ‘cleansings’ would be enough for her.”

“Well, from my experience she really doesn’t like the hose shoved up her ponut. But hey, I can’t understand her complaints. So what’m I to do about that?”