Oh I do love alliteration!
Satan’s a busy guy, ‘ya know? The goat-footed Prince O’ Darkness is always jet setting around the planet, bringing war and disease, zombie wannabes and Scott Walker and stuff. This means he’s got to find appropriate food somewhere, right? Now I don’t know where Ol’ Scratch chows down when he’s in other towns but when he’s in Baltimore and he’s a-hankering for grub; he heads up York Road all the way out to the Popeye’s in Cockeysville where he orders a soda and box of chicken poppers or nuggets or whatever the hell they call them at Popeye’s.
How do I know you ask, well I just happened to find his receipt from his most recent visit and HERE IT IS!
Be warned….Satan walks and EATS among us! Like Count Floyd always said, “OOhh, Scaaaary Kids!”
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