#41 - Galactic Combat Battle Pony Ride

My mock-ups are failing to delight them.
I move to the next slide:

'Look at this motherfucker,' I say
of the Venn Diagram, 'it's like the Olympic rings

or some shit.' Demographics invade each others'
loci like an unrealistic diversity mural.

'I project that by 2015, every child
will be watching this show.' I click up

the next slide, showing a globe bloated
with ponies. Gun cupolas bulge

from the barding on their cupcake flanks.
'Some twice.' I click again.

The horses multiply.