(74) A Robot is Just a Slutty Slut Machine!

I love unicorns. I always have. Ever since I was little and would go to Lindsay's house to play with My Little Ponies, I've loved unicorns, and even horses.

Unicorns themselves are pretty fascinating creatures. They have the heads and manes of horses, the bodies and legs of deer, the beard of a billy goat, and the tails of lions. Contrary to popular belief, unicorns are not horses. In fact, they only share one common characteristic, which are their hooves. Unlike horses, they do not "speak", thus there's no onomatopoeia of a Unicorn. Nor are they social beings, and they rarely mate.

But the one thing that distinguishes the horse and the unicorn is, you guessed it, the horn. The horn is the source of its life and the source of its power. Alongside trampling and fierce power against enemies ranging from vicious Harpies to blood thirsty or money hungry humans, the horn is its weapon of defense. The only ones who hold the power to tame a Unicorn are young virgin maidens, and never by man. Unfortunately, this was often used as bait to lure unicorns. Young naked maidens prancing through the forest like little freaks would attract unicorns and lay their heads on the virgins' laps. It was then the hunter would come and capture the unicorn.

Like other creatures, such as mermaids, if a mortal drinks the blood of a Unicorn, immortality is achieved. This bloodthirsty selfishness of mankind has lead to the ultimate demise of Unicorns in the forest. Only the forests with seasons that never change, flowers that always bloom, light rains, and flourishes all year round. These are the forests inhabited by unicorns.

So why they decided to migrate to the South American rainforests?
The world will never know.