Pony Spongebob for some reason

Narrator: Ah, Goo Lagoon, a luxurious oasis of sand and sea. [scene cuts to Pinkie Pie and Applejack next to a tall tent]
Applejack: Shee-oot, Pinkie Pie. How are we gonna go swimmin' when you're in a shirt and tie?
Pinkie Pie: Ah, yes. How foolish of me. [cackles] Allow me to remedy said situation right now. I will just use this changing tent here to change into my bathing suit. [goes into the tent then pokes his head out] And I won't do anything else. [goes back in]
Applejack: Pinkie Pie's actin' jumpier than a rattlesnake in a pickle barrel. Wait...what?
Pinkie Pie: [laughs] Oh, I'll be changing alright, but not into a bathing suit. Wait until Applejack sees that I brought my karate gear! Hi-yah! [puts on her head gear that was in the bag] Hi-yah! [puts on her karate gloves that was in the bag] Applejack won't beat me this time, because I've got the elements on my side. The elements of surprise. Hi-yah! [kicks the bag]
Applejack: Pinkie Pie, are you ready?
Pinkie Pie: Yes, Applejack, I most certainly am ready! [softly] Ready to get it on. [jumps out of the tent towards Applejack] Hi...
Applejack: Hi-yah! [kicks Pinkie Pie in her mouth] Look, Pinkie Pie, we both brought our karate gear.
Pinkie Pie: [muffled laughter] Great minds think alike, I suppose.
Applejack: Hi-yah! [karate chops him into the air. Pinkie Pie crashes into the ground, followed by his pants, socks, and shoes. He stands up with the clothing on his head and feet in some food]
Pinkie Pie: I may be down, but I'm not out! [looks down at his feet, which are in some potato salad at a family picnic]
Luna: Way to go, buddy. It took us three days to make that potato salad. [Pinkie Pie jumps away] THREE DAYS!!
Pinkie Pie: [jumps into an empty area] Hi-yah! Applejack?
Applejack: Oh, I'm Applejack alright. [her arms come out of the ground and squish Pinkie Pie's face] I'm very Applejack. [kicks Pinkie Pie into the air] Hi-yah!
Pinkie Pie: Oh, I get it. She's "Applejack." That's her name; she's also covered in...yes! [flys out of the water then back into it. Scene cuts to Applejack talking to an ice cream vendor]
Applejack: Back in Texas, we call ice cream 'frozen cow juice.' Excuse me for a sec. Hi-yah! [slaps Pinkie Pie in the face with her karate glove] Thank you.
Vendor pony: No, no, thank you.
Applejack: Hi-yah!! [slaps Pinkie Pie again, sending him into the air and flying into a strong fish that is waiting in line]
Bulk Biceps: [growls] Who threw that piece of paper at me? [Pinkie Pie stammers and whistles]
Applejack: Hey, what's everybody waitin' in line for?
Bulk Biceps: Ahoy, fair lass, it be the line to get into the Salty Spitoon -- [points over to an old building] the roughest, toughest sailor club ever to be built under the seven seas. Only the baddest of the bad can get in. You need to have muscles. [flexes his arm] You need to have muscles on your muscles. [flexes even more, created more muscles on his previous ones] You need to have muscles on your eyeballs! [flexes his eyes, creating muscles]
Pinkie Pie: Ew. [a creature is screaming, while flying out of the Salty Spitoon]
Applejack: Looks like a rip-snortin' good time, Pinkie Pie!
Pinkie Pie: Yeah, let's go in.
Gilda: [lets a pony walk in] Go ahead. [line moves up] Welcome to the Salty Spittoon. How tough are ya?
Bulk Biceps: How tough am I? How tough am I?! I had a bowl of nails for breakfast this morning!
Gilda: Yeah, so?
Bulk Biceps: Without any milk.
Gilda: Uhh, right this way, sorry to keep you waiting. [Bulk walks in. Applejack walks up to Gilda] Welcome to the Salty Spittoon. How tough are ya?
Applejack: How tough am I? [rips off one of her tattoos that says 'mom' and puts it upside down back where it was]
Pinkie Pie: Wow.
Applejack: Got any more tattoos?
Gilda: Uhh, that won't be necessary. Go ahead.
Applejack: Thanks. See ya inside, Pinkie Pie! [walks in]
Gilda: How tough are ya?
Pinkie Pie: How tough am I? You got a new bottle of ketchup?
Gilda: Sure. [hands the bottle of ketchup to Pinkie Pie]
Pinkie Pie: It's on! [strains to open it but she can't] If I could just run this under some hot water.
Gilda: Get outta here. This place is too tough for you, little pony.
Pinkie Pie: Too tough for me? That's downright ridiculous. I'll have you know I stubbed my toe last week while watering my spice garden and I only cried for twenty minutes.
Gilda: Listen, kid. I think you'd be more comfortable over at that place. [points to the building across the street]
Pinkie Pie: Weenie Hut Jr's? Are you saying I belong at Weenie Hut Jr's?
Gilda: Oh no, sorry, I was actually pointing at the place next to it. [points to another building]
Pinkie Pie: Super Weenie Hut Jr's?
Gilda: Yeah. Unless you think you're tough enough to fight me. [Scene cuts to Pinkie Pie sitting in a seat at Weenie Hut Jr's]
Applebloom: How's your collection coming along?
Sweetie Belle: Well, I don't mean to brag, but it's pretty sweet. I'm in the process of acquiring issue 347 which will give me my fourth complete set.
Applebloom: No...
Pinkie Pie: > [snorts] What weenies. Oh brother.
Robot: [robotic voice] Would you care for another diet cola with a lemon twist, weenie?
Pinkie Pie: What? But I'm not a weenie! [the robot scans Pinkie Pie with one of its scanners]
Robot: I'm sorry, sir, but my sensors indicate that you are indeed a weenie. [computer beeps and shows a picture of a hot dog weenie]
Pinkie Pie: That's impossible! [runs out]
Robot: You can't hide what's inside.
Pinkie Pie: [runs over to Gilda] I demand entrance into your club on the grounds that I am not a weenie! [Lightning Dust walks up]
Lightning Dust: Hey, Gilda, how's it going? [Pinkie Pie jumps into Gilda's arms and screams]
Gilda: You were sayin'? [to Lightning Dust] Go ahead, buddy.
Lightning Dust: Thanks, Gilda. [walks in]
Pinkie Pie: So, your name's Gilda?
Gilda: Would you get outta here?
Pinkie Pie: Mark my words, Gilda. I will get into the Salty Spittoon! I will! [runs off. Scene cuts to Weenie Hut Jr's]
Sweetie Belle: Couldn't get in, huh? What you need is a tough manestyle. No one gets into the Double S without a tough manestyle.
Scootaloo: I disagree, I saw a stallion going in there and he was bald.
Sweetie Belle: I saw that guy. He wasn't bald. He had a shaved head. Shaved -- that's a manestyle. Case closed. [both notice Pinkie Pie is gone] Hey, where'd she go?
Robot: I believe she said something about going to the wig store.
Sweetie Belle: Ha-ha! Check and mate. [Pinkie Pie walks over to Gilda with a cool, black wig on]
Pinkie Pie look-alike: What's shakin', my man?
Gilda: Not much. Say, haven't I seen you before?
Pinkie Pie look-alike: Doubt it -- I'm a drifter -- just blew into town. Heard your club was pretty tough, thought I'd check it out.
Gilda: Nice try, kid. I know it's you.
Pinkie Pie look-alike: What're you talking about? [Gilda pulls Pinkie Pie's hair but it is still attached to his head, it's real hair]
Gilda: Aha! [the hair does not come off. Another Pinkie Pie walks up with a clown wig on]
Pinkie Pie: Hey, everybody, what's goin' on? [Gilda tries to redo his hair but can't do it]
Gilda: Ah, you can go in. Sorry about that! [cool Pinkie Pie walks in] What do you want?
Pinkie Pie: I'd like to gain entrance to your social club, please. I believe my hairdo is in order. [Gilda takes the wig off Pinkie Pie's head. Pinkie Pie laughs nervously] So, uhh, where do you stand on the whole bald vs. shaved debate? [Trixie walks with a tattoo of a seahorse on her right leg]
Trixie: Hey-ya, Gilda.
Gilda: Alright, now it's a party! Oh yeah, check out the new ink.
Trixie: Thanks. Hey, look what I can make it do. [moves his arm, which makes the seahorse tattoo wiggle]
Gilda: [chuckles] Yeah. Hey, what about that one? [big, green fish looks at his left arm that has a Pinkie Pie tattoo on it]
Trixie: Huh, you know, I don't remember getting this one.
Gilda: Can you make it dance?
Trixie: Well, here, let me try. [moves her leg. Pinkie Pie dances]
Gilda: Hmmm, wait a minute. [rips Pinkie Pie off his arm] Go ahead in. [the tattoo fish walks in, rubbing her left leg]
Trixie: Yeah, sure, Gilda. Thanks.
Gilda: Nice try, little pony. [throws Pinkie Pie to the back of the line behind two familiar faces]
Discord: Hey, I was in front of you!
Queen Chrysalis: No, you weren't!
Discord: You callin' me a liar?
Queen Chrysalis: I ain't callin' you for dinner! [two start fighting. Pinkie Pie tries to run away but the fight goes down hill, with her in it. Gilda walks over]
Gilda: Hold it, you two -- that's enough, you're both plenty tough, go ahead in.
Discord: Alright!
Queen Chrysalis: Thanks, Gilda. [both run off as Pinkie Pie comes out from under the sand]
Pinkie Pie: Hey, what about me? I was in that scrap.
Gilda: [chortles] I saw you runnin'. When you get in a real fight, then we'll talk.
Robot: Care for another sundae, weenie?
Pinkie Pie: I am not a weenie!
Sweetie Belle: Relax, you're among friends. [raises her drink]
Pinkie Pie: My friends don't hang out at Weenie Hut Jr's. [scroll over to Rainbow Dash in the seat next to her]
Rainbow Dash: You tell 'em, Pinkie Pie! [sips her drink]
Pinkie Pie: Rainbow Dash, what're you doing here?
Rainbow Dash: I'm always here on Double Weenie Wednesdays.
Sweetie Belle: Actually they moved Double Weenie Wednesday to Friday.
Scootaloo: And besides, today's Monday.
Rainbow Dash: Oh, so it's Mega Weenie Monday?
Sweetie Belle: Uhh, that's now on Sunday.
Rainbow Dash: Horseapples!
Scootaloo: Super Weenie Hut Jr's has a Mega Weenie Monday.
Sweetie Belle: Uhh, no, you're thinking of Monster Weenie Monday.
Pinkie Pie: I don't have time for this! I've got to go pick a fight with a muscular stranger! It's the only one of getting into the Salty Spittoon. [begins to walks out]
Rainbow Dash: No, Pinkie Pie, you can't. It's too dangerous.
Pinkie Pie: I've got no choice.
Robot: I have a suggestion. Why not fake a fight?
Rainbow Dash: Hey, that's not a bad idea! You can call me a couple of bad names, we rumble, next thing you know, you're in the Salty Spittoon.
Pinkie Pie: Well, I guess I've got nothing to lose. Let's do it!
Rainbow Dash: Yeah! [both run out]
Sweetie Belle: Hey, how come you never help us out with our problems?
Robot: I am a robot, not a miracle worker. [scene cuts to Pinkie Pie walking up to Gilda]
Pinkie Pie: Afternoon, Gilda.
Gilda: Whoa, whoa, little pony. You still can't go in.
Pinkie Pie: Well, that makes me pretty mad.
Gilda: Oh yeah?
Pinkie Pie: Yeah. I might have to beat someone up just to get rid of all this blind fury.
Gilda: [sarcastically] Wow.
Pinkie Pie: Yeah, I feel pretty sorry for the next pony who looks at me funny.
Gilda: Hmmm...what about that guy? [points to Big Mac behind her]
Pinkie Pie: [gasps and stammers] I, uhh... [laughs] don't be silly. He's not botherin' anybody. I mean, not like...that pony! [points to Rainbow Dash]
Rainbow Dash: Who, me? [Pinkie Pie walks up to Rainbow Dash]
Pinkie Pie: Yeah, you. Standing there all smiling and whatnot. Somebody oughta teach you some manners!
Rainbow Dash: Ok, but I must warn you. I happen to be a world championship...uhh... [looks at her hoof , which has writing on it] ...kick boxer. [winks and gives a nod to Pinkie Pie]
Pinkie Pie: I don't care if you're the demon seed of Davy Jones' locker! You're goin' down, Tubby! [Rainbow Dash starts to tear]
Rainbow Dash: Tubby? [gets mad] Nobody calls me Tubby!! [punches Pinkie Pie in the eye, leaving a black mark]
Pinkie Pie: Wait, Rainbow Dash, you're supposed to let me win, remember?
Rainbow Dash: Oh yeah. [invisible punches flying] No, please wait. [grunting as more invisible punches hit him. Rainbow Dash is being thrown into the air and on the ground then given a wedgie] No, please have mercy! [is kicked into the background]
Gilda: Wow! You destroyed them without even touchin' her. [Rainbow Dash is still fighting in the background]
Pinkie Pie: I did?
Gilda: I never thought I'd say this, but go ahead in.
Pinkie Pie: Really? I can go in? Oh, my gosh, I never thought this moment would come! I, Pinkie Pie SquarePants, am tough enough to get into the Salty Spittoon! This is the happiest day of my life! [walks in. Scene cuts to an ambulance driving down the street with Pinkie Pie in bandages and Applejack by his side] Applejack? [groans] What happened?
Applejack: You ran inside and slipped on an ice cube. [ambulance arrives at the hospital. Scene cuts to Applejack wheeling Pinkie Pie in front of the doctor]
Nurse Redheart: What happened?
Pinkie Pie: I slipped on an ice cube and got covered in boo-boos.
Redheart: Boo-boos, eh? Hmmm...I think you guys want that hospital. [points across the street to another hospital]
Pinkie Pie: Weenie Hut General?