Let 'em finish

There are some things we hate to be interrupted during. These include:

Reading a good book

Harvesting a Dooker (Taking a shit)

Eating a nice, hot meal

Taking a shower

And ...

A Wholesome Orgy

Really, demons? Really? I know you're eager to fill your Hell quotas, but you couldn't have at least waited for them to finish? Was it necessary to show up with your orgy poking sticks and beat them off of each other in the middle of the damn thing? You guys are so tactless. It just makes everything awkward and messy when you try to halt the sexual freight train that is a medieval orgy. You easily could have waited outside with plastic zip tie handcuffs in hand. When the orgy goers stepped out, they'd see you and look down at their shoes in shame with their arms reached out ready for you to drag them to hell. A simple move like that can make everybody's lives much easier.



I'd hate for this to happen to me in the middle the other stuff on my list.

Oops...

For a demon, being walked in on in the middle of a man-eating session is the equivalent of a young lad being walked in on during a naughty tug. Which is exactly what's going in on here. I wish I could see the reverse angle of this painting. Surely it was his demon mom who quickly shut the door and scurried downstairs with a red(der) face.

Wake Up Call

You'd think something frightening was happening here, but that's not the case. The lady on the floor is passed out from a long night of partying. You can tell because she's on the fucking floor when there's a perfectly comfortable, vacant bed next to her.

As the night came to a close and everybody was leaving, the chicken demon they invited woke her up to get directions home.

Don't worry, I don't think he drank too much. He should be fine.

Incubus Interrupted

Now, this incubus would actually be creepy if it weren't for his goofy sidekick, Horsely the horse, busting in at the wrong moment.

"Did somebody say APPLES!"

"No, Horsely, I said NIPPLES, now get outta here!"

"My b-b-b-b BAD! ... what are you doing to that lady?"

"We talked about this before. I'll tell you when you're older"

"But, I'm thirty. Cant chya tell me yet?"

Who woulda thunk that incubus's (incubi?) traveled around with goofy sidekicks. I would place an incubus himself as a goofy sidekick.

"Why is Mrs. Caldwell screaming?"

"Wait a jolly sec, where's Incubus?"

"Oh dear! He must be raping Mrs. Caldwell in her sleep. That explains the night terrors."

"Incubus, you done it again!"

A demon VS The Pope

Clearly nobody's afraid of this demon. You'll notice the people in the background are rather unimpressed that there's a demon on their street. You got the one lady sitting on her stoop reading a book. Another lady is spitting loogies off the side of the railing. There's one dude up there kind of checking out what's going on, but his girlfriend next to him doesn't give one shit. She's not even looking at the demon. She's talking to her boyfriend about hair, or purses, or something.

Not even the pope is afraid of this guy. I don't even think he's making eye contact with the demon.

Beyond the claws, tongue, horns and wings, he just looks like a skinny faggot. Add a few pounds to that guy and maaaayyybe, maaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyybeeeeeeee I'll step out of his way if the sidewalk's too small. But as it stands in this picture all I want to do is give it a gift certificate to hot topic.

Not to mention the fact that his asshole has a face. Look at it. His butt cheeks have eyes and the tail is the nose. It looks like there's a little Jimmy Durante hanging out down there. It really takes away from the scare-factor when his asshole goes "Ha cha cha cha!"



This demon really needs a makeover. Maybe a gun for a wing. Some flames shooting out of somewhere. Definitely replace Jimmy Durante with somebody scarier like the guy from The Hills Have Eyes. I don't know.

Poor bastard.