[Funny, this happens to be something that's on Blake's mind pretty often.]
Let me see if I remember right. The lake of fire prepared for the devil and his angels, blah blah blah gnashing teeth, and around then you haul the idiot to the cooler until he can stop yelling on street corners for a while.
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Let me see if I remember right. The lake of fire prepared for the devil and his angels, blah blah blah gnashing teeth, and around then you haul the idiot to the cooler until he can stop yelling on street corners for a while.
That's about how the standard line goes.