My name’s not SPIIIIIIIIIIT!  
(SpongeBob reference)

Someone’s pissed.

DRINKING FROM A STRAW!

Yelling feels really good right now!

Damn, never seen her yell that bad before.

Spitfire: I know what you’re thinkin’, filly. ‘Look at me! I’m gonna go be a Washout with my best pal, Lightning Dust! I’m young and invincible and nothing can possibly ruin my life!’ Well, I’m tellin’ you that all your youthful pride and enthusiasm don’t amount to JACK SQUAT!! ‘Cause you’re gonna end up pasted from wings to hooves, drinkin’ through a straw, and livin’ in a van down by the river! Tell me, filly! What do you wanna do with your life!?
 
Scootaloo: I…help ponies with cutie mark problems, I guess?
 
Spitfire: Weeeell, LA-DI-FRICKEN-DA!! Hey, Crash, I can’t see real good, is that the Princess of Cutie Marks over there!? eh?
 
Rainbow: I actually try to encourage Scoots’ ambition. It makes her happy and it’s already been really beneficial.
 
Spitfire: …crash, i wish you could just shut yer big YAPPER!!! Now, Scootaloo, from what I been hearin’, you’ve been usin’ your cutie mark not for helpin’, but for rollin’ doobies!
 
Scootaloo: Rolling what?
 
Spitfire: Well, you’ll have plenty of time for doobie-rolling, when you’re living… in a van down by the river!
 
Scootaloo: Still don’t know what a doobie is.
 
Rainbow: Ask Pinkie and Fluttershy. uh, when you’re older. And assuming prop. 32 passes.
 
(Spitfire breaks a table)

LET SEE YOUR WAR FACE!  
YOU GOT A WAR FACE?!

Uh oh