As Ponyville’s resident body building and weight lifting enthusiast, Bulk is more than happy to help anypony that shows even the slightest interest in the art he embraced so dearly. In every fair and festival he likes to set up a tent to try and attract new blood so he can share his untamed love for becoming stronger. Though most ponies in town don’t seem to be so inclined to jump into the opportunity of becoming Ponyville’s second strongest pony, now and then, somepony feels like going to Bulk and trying to tough up a bit. It’s not as if Bulk is a bad trainer or that his methods are inefficient, but the strong pony has a tendency of losing focus on his pupils quickly during training sessions, often pushing the poor ponies too far past their limits. This is a trait that he has a tendency of carrying over to his other daily activities, like his job as a masseur at the spa. He recently took the local veterinarian, Doc Helix, as his latest pupil in the art of building strength.
This is our official come back. Sorry for the delay guys, in Brazil the year only officially starts after Carnaval.
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This one goes out to all pony collectors. Please help me find my childhood ponies!
Just like so many of us did, I sold most of my pony collection when I was a teen. I was young and needed the money! Now I am desperately trying to find them again, and seeing that there are so many collectors out there that lovingly care for and preserve G1 ponies, I have my hopes up that maybe some of my ponies ended up in your herds and you might be willing to sell them back to me.
My childhood ponies were usually marked under their hooves with my initials - W. S. - in either a black or a pink permanent marker, sometimes both.
I exclusively had G1 ponies from the years one to seven (1982 - 1989). I grew up in Germany and sold my ponies at some point in the early 90s on a flea market in the suburbs of Duesseldorf.
If you find a pony in your collection that you think might have been one of mine, please let me know and send me a picture of their hooves. Am willing to trade or pay!
Please share and spread the word, and help me find my childhood ponies!