This & That, Ceci et Cela

Satan was sitting bored, then he thought: “Why don’t I roll up on those prayed up folks in church?”  Sho’ nuf, at one lucky church, the seated congregation was waiting quietly for service to start.  Suddenly, in a flash of 30″ rims and squealing tires, the devil AKA Sate-Dawg appeared at the front of the church.

It was straight pandemonium: Everyone & their mama started screaming and running for the back door and windows.  Hell, when the pastor peeked out and saw what was up, he disappeared down the basement.  Soon the church was empty, except for this one old cat who sat calmly in his pew.

Say whaaa?  Sate-Dawg jive-walked up to him and said, “you know who I am?”
“Sho’ nuf”, The old man replied.
“Well sheeit, shouldn’t you be scayrred?”
“Nope” said the man.
“Ninja, I’ma cause you profound, horrifying agony for all eternity, and who gon’ check me, boo?!  Nobody.  You better ask somebody” persisted Mr. E. Incarnate.
“Word.”
“And you still ‘ain’t tripping?”
“Chile, please”.

Just a little perturbed, Satan asked, “Well deuces, muthaf**ker!  Why ain’t you pissing yo pants?!”  Dude calmly replied, “Been married to your sister for 48 years.  Now, you shoulda asked somebody”.  Sate went home a little broken that night.

Visual props obtained via Sir Nadroj then modified for story.

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