There’s no money down here of course. But when we go above, the minion still standing after fighting to the death pays for dinner at TGIFriday’s.
Mr. Bombardier Arf is such a lap dog! He and Satan love to snuggle while watching Dancing with the Demons
Satan could have a ski run here. But, that scabby guy with halitosis and no concept of personal space? You’d have to have his babies.
(You’ve no idea what I had to go through looking up pics online for this post- and then draw it in all it’s gory detail! Still haven’t stopped heaving)
Hell isn’t technically ‘below.’ Specifically, it’s located in the 11th dimension of King Al’s Medieval Family Fun Park. Open a rift, say Hi!
Mr Arf now answers only to Bombardier Arf. Apparently, those doggie play-dates are more ambitious and organized than we thought!
Satan can’t wait for Vail’s ski season to start! He wears a custom-made insulating Yeti-skin ski-suit to keep from melting the ski run.
Satan loves to personally answer teen girls’ dark summons. He admires their deviousness and cruelty. Helping ruin some bitch’s prom? Joy!