Sesquipedalian Meataciousness
EVERYTHING FOR GLORY!
November 10th, 2009 
Satan was lost. As usual. Only this time, he was now wearing a pulsing plantsuit, tastefully covered by a large white gi, champion wrestling belt, and ostentatious cape. His afro, as usual, was perfectly coiffed and groomed. "So, uh ... is this some kinda new publicity thing? Where's my agent?"

[[Also background music seems to be following him.]]

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