Mormanon

>Sit at the table and watch wife number 1 make you some pancakes.
>She brings them over to the table and places them in front of you.
"They smell delicious Wife number one."
>"My name's Lyra!"
>Quickly stand up.
"What was that wife number one?"
>She steps back in fear and looks away from you.
>"N-nothing sir."
"That's what I thought."
>Sit back down to enjoy your breakfast.
>You are Anon.
>Mormon Anon.
>Look down at your shoes.
"Are you almost finished polishing Wife number 4?"
>AppleJack looks up nervously.
"Y-yes mas'ah."
>You'll never understand why she says master like that.
>There's a knock at the door.
"Wife number 16 could you please answer the door."
>Granny Smith makes her slowly makes her way to the door.
>That's right. You like that old plot too.
>Granny Smith comes back.
>"It's that Flootershai girl again."
"Ahhh yes ex-potential wife number 5."
>Dismiss AJ from polishing her shoes and walk to the door.
"What can I do for you today."
>"W-well um, I was wondering..."
"Continue."
>"Are chastity belts your fetish?"
>She turns around and exposes a titanium triple lock belt that covers her marehood.
>Pick up a Book of Mormon.
>Throw it at her head.
"No."
>Close the door, but a yellow hoof stops you from doing so.
>"You've married every Mare in this town. What's wrong with me?"
"Do you really want to know?"
>"Y-yes. More than anything."
"Yellow is my weakness."
>Tear off your close to reveal a Green Lantern costume.
>You start making Airplane noises as you run around the room, pretending to fly.
>Every Mormon is like this.
>Retarded.
>And is Green Lantern.
>Everyone knows the Green Lanterns weakness is yellow.
>Yellow like
>Fucking Flootershai.