Thursday, December 26, 2024

Mall Gall

Satan stands in Hell, lighting a cigar. "I enjoy a good cigar!" he tells the reader. He then yelps in pain. "Burned my finger..."
January 28, 1966
There you have it, folks. If you want to get on Satan's good side, give him a good cigar. I'm assuming you could also just set him on fire and rule Hell as your own.

I hope Satan does look like a normal man wearing a Halloween costume.

Brutus, Gladys, and Wilberforce are all in the car driving somewhere. Wilberforce is in the backseat. "Santa Claus makes all our presents, doesn't he, Pop?" Wilberforce asks. "That's right, my boy!" Brutus exclaims. "He and his elves make our presents in his shop at the North Pole." "Then why are we returning some of our gifts to the mall?"
Not every gift is from Santa, ya knob. Brutus and Gladys are clearly returning the gifts they got from Mother Gargle, the O'Hara's, and the hot chocolate mix set they got (that everyone at the company) got from Veeblefester.

Santa doesn't make the toys. At least, according to Christmas specials. I've never seen Santa do any work except on Christmas. Santa gets all the credit, the elves get the shaft.

"He and his elves--Mastercard and Visa--make our presents in his shop at the North Pole!"
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