| | It isn't nearly as evil as I had hoped it would be (I haven't been this upset since the Hungry Hungry Hippos I brought home turned out to be only a bit peckish). So far I've only been able to channel the spirits of a few confused old ladies hell bent on finishing their shopping lists (if this board spells out Purina Cat Chow one more time it's going in the fireplace). What do I have to desecrate, and by what means do I have to do it, before I can connect with Satan, or a demon, or hell even Ronald Reagan will suffice. |
