|duck&cover - 2017-04-24 |
Some guy: A snack would go good right now.
Satan (Appears in a cloud of brimstone.): How about a Lay's potato chip? Betcha can't just eat one.
SG: This is good.
S: How about another, then your soul is forfeit to me! (Laughs manically.)
SG: Wait, let me get this straight. I face eternal damnation not for vast wealth, power, beautiful women, or forbidden knowledge, but for just some lousy potato chips? I could buy my own bag. Even two bags.
S: Yes, I suppose you could–
SG: Bye, Satan.
SG: I said take off!