A man approached me in the church of God, he looked around frantically, he seemed lost for words, as he approached me his head stooped low as he spoke out," I've seen the Devil, and it is not my wife."
I looked down to the man," Help me Father, I cannot face him again," the man pleaded.
"What is your struggle, my son?" I asked intrigued by this frightened man.
"The Devil has come to me, to take my soul, his shadow chasing me in my own home, with all my Mary posters, all of them eaten!"
I raised an eyebrow, the Devil eating a picture of Mother Mary most unsettling," Mary, the Devil has eaten Mother Mary, are you sure it is so."
"I'm sure alright, pieces were left," then man went to his knees and started to sob, I bent down and looked him in the eye," one had her beautiful blonde hair and her creamy white tits," the man sobbed. What an idiot!
"My son, that wasn't Mary." I looked him in the eye.
"It wasn't. Then who?"
"It was Marilyn Monroe-," I started but was cut off.
"How do you know it was Marilyn Monroe?" His face confused.
"I have my free time-well anyway its none of your concern," I said lifting him up to his feet, nearly gave that one away, if the brothers learn of that...," now you said the Devil called you by your name."
"Yes, the Devil said my name, shouted to me," the man said," ALF! ALF!, the Devil cried, you see, my wife calls me Alf, but my real name is Alfred."
"And you said you've seen the Devil, what does he look like?"
"Yes, he runs on four legs! Chasing me around the corners with a bone that squeaks."
I wanted to smack the idiot, and I did knocking him to the wooden floor, then pointing my finger at him and then back to myself," That's a dog, waste my fucking time, now pray to God that I don't become your devil-because the devil looks like me now you bastard!"