Twilight: Oh no! The flyders are tuning everypony into cocoons! In order to stop them, a female who is at least part unicorn must recite this ancient text while wearing lipstick. Well I don't wear lipstick, so count me out.Rarity: Not two worry Twilight darling, I got this.Rarity memorizes the text, puts on lipstick, and begins too recite Gilbert Gottfried's drunken farmer joke.Flyder 1: Quick, shut her up!Flyder 2 turns every member of the mane six into cocoons except Rarity.Flyder 1: I'm talking about the one wearing lipstick!Flyder 2: I can't!Flyder 1: Why not?!Flyder 2: I just CAN'T!Rarity finishes the joke which causes the flyders to die of aids and undo all the damage they done.Twilight: Thanks Applejack.Rarity: It's Rarity.Twilight: Tomatoes tomotoes. Dear Princess Celestia, I ain't learn shit because I'm still an alicorn. Fuck you, Twilight Sparkle.
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