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Junior! Speak of the Devil!
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Say, Roy, you got any kids?
Yeah, three. My daughter’s a professor at NYU, my son’s an economist, and my other son’s studying to be Satan. We’re real proud of…
Excuse me, Roy. Did you say Satan?
Yeah, they got a School for Satan over there someplace. It’s sort of like a Santa Claus deal – Satan has a lot of little helpers.
We’re talking about The Antichrist? Beelzebub? The Prince of Darkness?
Yeah, once they graduate they get jobs right away. The pay’s pretty good. Plus, they got a 666k retirement plan.
I had no idea. Did you get to see him over Christmas?
Nah, Christmas isn’t a big holiday for him. Plus, it’s hard for him to get through airport security. Turns out the name Satan is on a lot of lists, and what with that trident through his face and all…
I understand. And where did you say this school is?
You wouldn’t be familiar with it – it’s way out in the Styx.
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A man with syringes and a spike inserted through his skin performs during a show at a nightclub in Singapore, January 8, 2009. REUTERS/Vivek Prakash
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Well, now there’s someone who needs to be careful when says he needs something ‘like he needs another hole in the head’…
It would be my guess that he’s mad at his dad.
You know, I’d love to see this guy walk into an west Texas bar on a busy night and see what would eventually happen?
Let me guess, Bob, is your son named Pierce?
It seems like it would be difficult for him to chew…or drink without dribbling out his cheeks.
Congrats, Daquiri, you’ve spotted the one downside to this guy’s appearance….
This guy is going to be sorry one day. Hardly what I’d call ehtertaining. Yuk!
Deviled head Kabob’s! Mmmmmm, mmmmmm!
He thinks he looks cool now, but imagine what he’ll look like in 20-40 years. I’m thinking of a red prune pin cushion.
And he wonders why he was turned down for that bank teller’s position…
Put him in a raccoon coat and he’d be a furry with a syringe on top.
Very nice, Moby. You rarely find people quoting from Oklahoma anymore….
I imagine he could learn to knit himself a very usable scarf just by furrowing his brow.