They say politics makes strange bedfellows.
It seems an impending apocalypse makes even stranger ones.
Angels and imps shake with their left hands?
Yes, I do get the joke that the angels are concerned about the world while the imps are only concerned about Luci.
“Or we’re all out of a job, and in this tough job market. . .”
I don’t think Rodney has it in him to “strike down” a little girl who’s only crime was being led astray by a demonic kitty-corn. Said kitty-corn, however, is gonna get his butt kicked, methinks. He might even be happy to go back to being Pain’s afternoon snack after this.
The cat came back the very next day. Yes, the came back to lead Luci astray. Oh! The cat came back to begin the end of days! 😀
Well, there is this inconvenient, unwritten truth about saving the universe from impending destruction that you just CAN’T avoid by going home & crawling under your bed:
If you don’t try, or merely fail in the attempt, there’s no home to go back to…
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