I’m the king of this place. Call me whatever you’d like. Satan, The devil, Serpent, Prince of the demons, Beelzebub. You know, whatever tickles your fancy.
...But Lucifer’s my favourite. Rolls off the tongue, ya know?

No, Karen, I want a 20 piece chicken nugget box and a vanilla shake in my hands pronto. Is that too much to ask?!

Ah, it’s such a fond memory. I was eating some cheesy nachos one day in the office, and this guy just takes one without asking- just helps himself! To say the least I was pissed. So now he’s locked up somewhere here with hot cheese being poured on him constantly. Sometimes when I’m eating nachos I’ll visit him and grab a bit of cheese. His screams of never ending pain and suffering really brighten up my day!