*Deep in the bowels of Hell a meeting takes place between Satan and his closest allies.*
Satan. BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mammon: What is wrong Supreme Lord?
Satan: WHAT IS WRONG!!! I SHOULD SLAY YOU WHERE YOU STAND. THEY ARE HAVING ICE CREAM AND COOKIES ON THE 6th PLANE OF HELL AND YOU ASK ME WHATS WRONG.!!!!!
Mammon: I am certain Centurious Khan will destroy them your Lordship. He is a powerful ally.
Satan: AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH!!! PROMISES PROMISES ALL I GET IS PROMISES. HERE ME NOW!!! I WANT RESULTS OR YOU WILL ALL PAY DEARLY!!!
A PIT LORD: The cookies are actually very good though that by no means excuses them for their treachery in your lair my Lord.
*Satan eyes glaze over in anger at the Pit Lord's comments and a million blades fly from his hands and cut the demon to shreds in an agonizingly slow fashion. The demon lies shredded before the Council.*
Satan: I HATE ICE CREAM AND COOKIES!!!!!!!!!!!! STOP THEM NOW!!!!!!!!
Mammon: Yes your Lordship. We will stop them I promise.