I was visiting Baltimore with my parents for a weekend and it happened to be the same time as a Bronycon. Many Bronies were staying at the same hotel in the Inner Harbor area. Heading down to the lobby in the elevator (with my 90 year old Dad) we were joined by three people, two carrying a huge sheet cake with My Little Pony decorations. Just as doors were closing the third guy holds the door, hits about 6 or 7 floors, and jumps off laughing at his friends - leaving us and the cake carriers stuck to stop at each floor on the way down.
Friendship is Magic my ass. All Bronies are vile and cruel creatures. (This might be hyperbole)
Granted, the Bronies were not as interesting a crowd as the time I ended up in Pittsburgh when a Furry convention was going on. Not judging their proclivities, but more than a few out of costume certainly had a strong aroma of having been sweaty while wearing layers of synthetic fur that was already soaked in perspiration....especially noticeable in the elevators.