The district attorney paced back and forth as she continued the questioning. "So, Filthy Rich, you maintain that you did not murder Spoiled Rich?"

"Yes, that is correct," responded Filthy.

"Even though you knew what a terrible pony she was?"

"I did not kill my wife. I'd undergo a lie detector test to prove my innocence."

The district attorney smiled. "That can be arranged."

The Next Day...

A shackled Filthy was escorted down a hallway. "Go inside," commanded the guard.

Filthy entered the room to find a single pony sitting at a table, and nothing else. "Where's the lie detecting equipment?" he asked.

"I am the lie detector," responded the mare.

The Next Day...

The district attorney questioned the witness. "So, did you determine his innocence?"

"He's guilty," said Applejack.

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