Cannibal Lolocaust

So, I feel like I prolly owe you all an apology for mixing ponies with cannibalism. Though, to be fair, THEY mentioned being cooked in BIG TASTY STEWS first! I'm just kind of running with the idea.

Well, more like running headlong into traffic while carrying several poorly-secured boxes of scissors and rabid cats.

Anyway, here's my love letter to the awesome Zecora (who would TOTALLY get your back and cook your bullies into a large, savory soup,) Italian cannibal films from the 1970s, and my awesome DA friend whose rhymes are cooler than the Fonz in an eskimo freezer.

Also, what kind of terrible chef leaves a whole tiara in the soup? That's just gross. Chef Ramsey would very much be disappoint.

Anyway, thanks for reading and...I'm so sorry for any damaged nerves or offended sensibilities!