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I was taken aback "Excuse me but who the hell are you to say I'm a poor excuse for hell's elite. I'd say you're a piss poor candidate for Satan, hell I'm doing what's supposed to be your job." Zen and Chrono cowered back to the door and Sal had found my crawl space and she was now hiding in it. I looked around determined this pin head wasn't going to bully me around.
He nodded slightly a definite smirk across his face "I see well you'll get away with that this time," he paused looking around at everyone else and beckoning Sal out of her corner, "perhaps I misjudged you but we'll see. The Holiday's are starting we always get big business then we'll see if you're worth your keep or not." He turned and walked out the door "I'll be keeping my eye on you." With that he was gone probably headed back down to the dingy dungeons to take out his rage on some unsuspecting soul.
"Oh my good fires of hell!" Sal exclaimed, "I thought for sure he'd blow a gasket.
Zen and Chrono nodded.
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