"Hey, Fred! Let's play our CD's backwards!"
"Okay! Why do we have CD's!"
"I don't know!"
"Blah, blah, blah…the son of Lucifer and shit…hey is someone there?"
"Perhaps!"
"George, why are we yelling!"
"I don't know!"
"Oh, sweet! Someone is there…hey, you wouldn't happen to have some…uh…cheesecake would you?"
"George, how is the stereo talking! We're not even touching it!"
"I don't fucking know, Fred! Stop asking me so many fucking questions, asshole!"
"Hello? Cheesecake, anyone?"
"Oh yeah! Sorry, Santa."
"Satan."
"Yeah, yeah, right whatever."
"Hey! You stopped yelling, George!"
"Just shut the fuck up! Will ya?"
"There we go! Now you're yelli—"
"SHUT UP!"
"CHEESECAKE!"
"YOU TOO, MISTER PURE UNADULTERATED DAMNATION AND HELLFIRE! MISTER 'OOOH, LOOK AT ME! I'M SO EVIL!'"
"That was hurtful. You know, the Devil has feelings, too…"
"Look, I'm sorry, man. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. Hey, don't cry…"
Okay, whatever, I was bored and I felt like making more Satan stuff. And I wasn't really trying. I promise I'm not really that bad of a writer. Thanks to all those who reviewed for the first chapter. This is just a little silly series I felt like doing. Just the first thing that popped into my head. I recommend that you don't take it seriously.
Geekthing.
