Once in a LifeTime

Celestia sat at her desk, rubbing her aching head. Suddenly, her pager lit up. It was the Caribou Chief.

She answered it.

Speak on it

Are you aware that they are some rachet stereotypes about us caribou enslaving the female sex.

WHAT??!!

Yes, I find it disturbing as well. My kind have better things to do than risk catching herpes from you mares

I blame WorldStar!!!!"

Yes...WAIT WHAT????!

The Chief hung up.

God Dammit.

Celestia cracked her neck as she looked out the window to see the PonyMania marquee shining on city hall.

THIS WILL BE GOOD

NOTE: I DON'T WANT TO OFFEND ANYONE OR DISRESPECT THE AUTHOR.

PLEASE SUPPORT HIM. GOD BLESS HIM