Satan: How many different kinds of cleaning products did you snort to come up with this painting?
Me: Pretty much everything in my house.
Satan: It looks quite like some of the monsties dwelling around down here. But you'll see for yourself when you arrive.
Me: I'm not going to hell. There's no such thing.
Satan: Yes there is. And that's where you're heading. Start looking for a proper handbasket.
Me: Yeah, you keep saying that. Maybe someday when my brain falls out I'll believe you.
Satan: Lots of people believe in hell.
Me: Lots of people believe Elvis Presley is still alive.
Satan: HE IS!
Me: I suppose we didn't land on the moon either?
Me: Jimmy Hoffa?
Satan: Living happily with his wife and children in Timbuktu.
Satan: OJ did it. But he didn't murder Nicole Brown. The reptilians did that.
Me: Alrighty then.
This was originally supposed to be a commission for Kora but I chickened out. She very kindly let me keep the sketch and mutilate her idea into this monstrosity.