That’s right. I suppose I’d be Cynical too if I were banished Heaven into a pit of etnernal damnation.
You’ve all suspected it for years, havn’t you? Somehow, Satan has gotten access to the internet! But no, it isn’t possible. He’s really old, he’d have to be computer illiterate. Well, my friends, you were right, and I have photos to prove it.
The following chilling images have JUST been taken, in the dead of night, in the dark, when he least suspected it. MrCynical lost his human disguise for a precious few seconds, and I was able to capitalise and get a photo of it.
But my photo sucked. So I have these ones, taken by Mercutio:
This and this are all the proof we need. The disembodied, floating blue head of evil and fear lurks among us!
Now, with our cloven hooved friend’s disguise uncovered, will he riot, enraged, and destroy us all in a burning rain of brimstone and hellfire so intense that we’ll all be instantly vaporised and transported to his domain of the damned to be tortured and jabbed with pointy things by little red demons while listening to elevator music for all enternity?
Probably not. On the other hand, I for one would not want to sell my soul to MrCynical. That’d be a bad career move. So now that you know the truth, friends, be wary. He’s here, and he knows what you are thinking. He knows when you’re awake. He knows if you’ve been bad or good, so be good for goodness’ sake!
Wait… damnit, the names look way too much alike. But it still works. Except in this case the punishment isn’t a lump of coal, it’s your writing body being used in PLACE of the coal. Which is much worse, I think.
So, to summarize: BEWARE! MrC IS GONNA GET YOU!
“It’s bringing us love and peace, don’t let it get away! Break it’s legs!”
now I know what happened to chuck…
