I am now reaping what I sowed for asking for The Dark One's assistance in saving the city of Huntington Beach, California from an invasion of his demon hordes; namely Twilight-loving tweens. As a result of my pact with Satan, the Lord is punishing Huntington Beach with tornado warnings (sea spouts were already spotted off the coast), monsoon winds and rain, lightning, hail, and some flooding. Some nearby stores have had their ceilings collapse in places. The worst part was not being able to access the internet for several hours earlier in the day due to a power outage. FORGIVE ME LORD. I'll never use that Team Edward doll as a voodoo doll ever again, I promise. The main part of the storm has just moved on, but there's supposed to be a worse storm coming tomorrow. So-called "scientists" are trying to say that this is all caused by El Niño, but what do they know? So, as a byproduct of my new-found righteousness, I give this topic to you, the TrekBBS faithful, to confess any pacts with the devil you might have made for your own benefit that had the opposite effect in the long run. If there is any bad weather or random drama you want to blame on the Lord punishing you, this is the place to do it.
I made a pact with the devil once to give me a green-light when I was rushing to KFC to get dinner. God punished me with a dry wetnap.
I have never made a pact with the Devil. I don't even know hw to get in contact with him. Does he have a phone number, or do I have to summon him via some strange ritual?
^Why not just email him? I heard about someone else who made a deal..... [yt]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bUxBpUXXBQ0[/yt]
The number of the Beast is: 1-666-LDI-ABLO (phone) 1-666-THE-DRK1 (fax) No solicitors please, Hell is already full of those guys. Or you can email him at www.IMBLLLzebub2@hotmail.com
I hear the Devil plans on getting onto Twitter, but he's always busy with his farm on Farmville to bother with it.
Don't worry. Obama will send aid and then turn it into a political issue, just to improve his standing with his fellow beach combers.
I tried to phone him but I was put on hold with only muzak to listen to. A voice eventually announced that I was 7656th in the queue so I gave up. I think that muzak was invented by the devil. I emailed him but I am yet to received I reply.
That's funny. I thought all the rain and lightning was God making me feel welcome in Southern California after moving here from the Pacific Northwest. Shows what I know.
^^^ Welcome to SoCal. That was more a play on the fact that when I try and set up an email account even the most obscure or outlandish names are usually taken by someone, so you often have to add a number after it. Not even Satan can always get first dibs on his email account name.