The day I met a granny bashing lunatic.

I remember, in my drug induced alcohol saturated state..thinking that for a Devil, she was rather attractive..but i guess, looking back, that’s exactly how these evil imps appear..to distract you from the Evil lurking just beneath the polished and supple exterior..her lips were moist, clearly in some form of Trance as her eyes remained closed, My Gods i thought..this is it, now comes the part where she devours my Soul…