Invisible

[demon_hugo]

I’m invisible... at least it seems to be so. Darn... or what ever...

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[demon_duchovny]

Invisibility would be an advantage in your line of work, wouldn’t you say?

*Thinks about all the stuff I could accomplish in Heaven being invisible. That deranged frying pan cherub wouldn’t have a clue.*

[demon_hugo]

hmm... well... true... graah... can't think...

[demon_duchovny]

*summons a Flaming Moe for you*

Here, drink this, you’ll feel better.

No, no, blow it out first...

*summons a glass of water to extinguish your eyebrows*

[demon_hugo]

wow... what's that? strange indeed...

*looks his burning facial hair*

[demon_duchovny]

It’s a little blackberry liqueur, brandy, peppermint schnapps, pineapple juice and sloe gin mixed together and set on fire. It will clear you right up. Or make you pass out. Either way, problem solved.

*starts drawing your eyebrows back on with a black magic marker*

[demon_hugo]

*feels little dizzy*

hmm... i feel odd... i...can not... keep ...my eyes ...open...

[demon_duchovny]

See? It’s working already. You take a nice little nap. Don’t worry about a thing.

*Waits until you are passed out, then continues writing dirty limericks on you with the marker. Then shaves your legs.*

[demon_hugo]

*passes out and dreams about devilgirls and icecubes*